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