Lyrics:

Yeah, I got a friend from New York City
He's never heard of Conway Twitty
Don't know nothing 'bout grits and greens
Never been south of Queens
But he flew down here on a business trip
I took him honky-tonking and that was it
He took to it like a pig to mud
Like a cow to cud

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you from, you just can't hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' \'Yeehaw!\'
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit, that it's in them genes
Ain't nothing wrong, just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone bone

Naw, you ain't got to be born out in the sticks
With a F-150 and a 30-06
Or have a bubba in the family tree
To get on down with me
Yeah, bubba, all you need is an open mind
If it fires you up you got a little 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

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you from, you just can't hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' \'Yeehaw!\'
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit, that it's in them genes
Ain't nothing wrong, just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone bone

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you from, you just can't hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' \'Yeehaw!\'
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit, that it's in them genes
Ain't nothing wrong, just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone bone