I let
my hair down
a little when I hear a fiddle
Way back my ears and go hog wild
I'm not highfalutin' but sure as
shootin' I've got hillbilly style
When the band starts a -playin'
People start a -sayin' I'd
walk a country mile
We're not highfalutin'
but sure a -shootin'
Way like a music hillbilly style
A bass fiddle slappin'
and hands are a -clappin'
Like I do on the radio
I grab my favorite girl and
I give her a whirl
When they yell, fill up the floor
With the guitars a -pickin' and my heels are
a -clickin'
Then they holler out, swing your maw
The maw grabs
Pappy and I get so happy
That I wind up dancin'
With my mother -in -law
I don't need much money for to please my
honey, she ain't the highfalutin' kind.
When we cuddle up I tell her that
I'm still her fella,
and I love her all the time.
Now I don't mean maybe I got a pretty
baby with a million dollar smile.
She could be highfalutin',
just as sure as shootin',
But we like our love a -a -a -a a -a
Hell
Billy style
I let my hair down a little when I hear a fiddle
I back my ears and go hog wild
I'm not highfalutin' but
sure as shootin'
I've got hillbilly style
When the band starts a -playin'
people start a -sayin'
I'd walk a country mile
We're not highfalutin' but
sure as shootin'
We like the music
Hillbilly style