Drive away, As in lonesome south Like a real straight-shooter Three lanes full
Drive away, As in lonesome south Like a real straight-shooter Three lanes full
Gotta ride in my heart Get em going down, You don't have to be a start, To, to get them going round
Even if you try to move, Wheel it to your right, So get on, on the driving wheel, Save it for a round,
Hillbilly, Hillbilly, Hillbilly Man now
Got a ride in my heart See I'm going down Cut up by the ball front, Shoot a jamboree, Just a cold lighted day, Like a memory, Just a cold lighted day, Slip a line on me,
