(Blake: Here we go!) (Trace: Yeah) (Blake: Aw man, you gotta watch where you're steppin' around here)
(Blake) Yeah I've got a friend in New York City He never heard of Conway Twitty Don't know nothin' 'bout grits or greens Never been south of Queens
But he flew down here on a business trip I took him honky tonkin' and that was it He took to it like a pig to mud Like a cow to cud
(Blake + Trace) We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside No matter where you're from, you just can't hide it When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollerin'
Yee Haw
When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes Ain't nothin' wrong just gettin' on Your hillbilly bone-b-bone-b-bone-bone
(Trace: I'll preach about hillbilly to them later) (Blake: Listen to this!)
Naw you ain't gotta be born out in the sticks With an F150 and a 30-06 Or have a Bubba in the family tree To get on down with me
(Trace) Yeah, bubba all you need is an open mind If it fires you up you gotta let it shine When it feels so right that it can't be wrong Come on come on come on, you ain't alone You ain't alone
(Blake + Trace) We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside No matter where you're from, you just can't hide it When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollerin'
Yee Haw
When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes Ain't nothin' wrong just gettin' on Your hillbilly bone-b-bone-b-bone-bone
(Blake: Come on y'all!)
(Blake + Trace) We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside No matter where you're from, you just can't hide it When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollerin'
Yee Haw
When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes Ain't nothin' wrong just gettin' on Your hillbilly bone-b-bone-b-bone-bone Hillbilly bone-b-bone-b-bone-bone Hillbilly bone-b-bone-b-bone-bone Hillbilly bone-b-bone-b-bone-bone