Billy Ray Cyrus - Thrillbilly Lyrics

Shootin' at a beer can on a fence post
Drivin' to your girlfriend's on a backhoe
Goin' skinny-dippin' on an old wood dock
Startin' up a bonfire with gasoline
Seein' who can get higher on a rope swing
Burnin' up your new tires in the parking lot

Let me tell you right now
Just in case you don't know

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That's thrillbilly
Real hillbilly
That's thrillbilly
'Till the cows come home
That's down-home style
Mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll
That's thrillbilly
That's thrillbilly

Flippin' off a barn roof into a haystack
Sippin' on some home brew sittin' outback
Thinkin' it'd be cool to build a submarine
Dragin' down a two lane with your lights off
Hoppin' on a freight train at a feed lot
Raisin' you some bi cain- in John Deere green
Here's come Bubba on his four-wheeler
"Hey man, y'all watch this"

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Oh, hillbilly

Come on, come on

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Oh, hillbilly

So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll.