Hillbilly On

From the hills of West, by God, Virginia

To the halls of Tennessee

Appalachia in my soul

And my roots, they all run deep

From the coal mines to the moonshine

All the way down to Cherokee

That smoke that burns makes my spirit churn

In the way things ought to be

And we keep rolling

We keep rocking, yeah

Well it's alright, okay to be wrong

Ya'll come along, get your hillbilly on

Let's get some brew and just me and you

Head out to the watering hole

Pull that tune rope down, monkey around

Maybe break out the old king cole

Let's do some fishing and some big time wishing

Maybe take a little sip

Let's get high and swing through the air

And maybe just skinny dip

And we keep rolling

We keep rocking

Well it's alright, okay to be wrong

Ya'll come along, get your hillbilly on

We'll saddle up baby

Let's ride all night beneath the stars above

Heaven waits, don't hesitate

It's a hell of a night for love

And we'll get to rocking

We keep rolling, yeah

Well it's alright, okay to be wrong

Ya'll come along, get your hillbilly on