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