Lyrics

C'mon y'all Na na, na na, na na, na na na Na na, na na na Ooh yeah, na na, na na, na na na (here we go) Na na, na na, na na, na na na Na na, na na na Ooh yeah, na na, na na, na na na Yeah, I got a friend in New York City He's never heard of Connway Twitty Don't know nothing about grits and greens Never been south of Queens (never been south of Queens) But he flew down here on a business trip I took him honky-tonkin' and that was it He took to it like a pig to mud, like a cow to cud (Na na na na na na) We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside No matter where you from you just can't hide it And when the band starts banging and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollering, "Yee-haw" (na na, na na, na na, na na) When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that's in them genes Ain't nothing wrong, just getting on Your hillbilly bone, ba-bone, ba-bone, bone Na na, na na, na na, na na na Na na, na na na Ooh yeah, na na, na na, na na na Nah, you ain't gotta be born out in the sticks With an 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 gotta let it shine When it feels so right that it can't be wrong Come on, come on, come on You ain't alone We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside No matter where you from you just can't hide it And when the band starts banging and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollering, "Yee-haw" When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that's in them genes Ain't nothing wrong (yeah), just getting on your (getting on your) Hillbilly bone, ba, bone, ba, bone, bone Na na, na na, na na, na na na Na na, na na na (you know what I'm taking about) Ooh yeah, na na, na na, na na na We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside No matter where you from you just can't hide it And when the band starts banging and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollering (hollering), "Yee-haw" When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that's in them genes Ain't nothing wrong, just getting on Your hillbilly bone, ba-bone, ba-bone, bone Hillbilly bone, ba-bone, ba-bone, bone Hillbilly bone, ba-bone, ba-bone, bone (yeah) Hillbilly bone, ba-bone, ba-bone, bone
Writer(s): Craig Wiseman, Brad Crisler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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