Drive away,
As in lonesome south
Like a real straight-shooter

Three lanes full

Drive away,

As in lonesome south
Like a real straight-shooter
Three lanes full


Gotta ride in my heart
Get em going down,

You don't have to be a start,
To, to get them going round


Even if you try to move,
Wheel it to your right,
So get on, on the driving wheel,

Save it for a round,

Hillbilly, Hillbilly, Hillbilly Man now


Got a ride in my heart
See I'm going down

Cut up by the ball front,
Shoot a jamboree,
Just a cold lighted day,

Like a memory,
Just a cold lighted day,
Slip a line on me,


Hillbilly, Hillbilly, Hillbilly Man now