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Well I came upon a Redneck boy, he was staggering down the road
And I asked him tell where are you going, this he told me:
(He) said, I’m going down to Leroys bar, going to join in a skynnar tribute band.
Got to get back down to the south, and get the bird free.
We have Bud light, It’s from golden, It’s a beverage from the rockies,
And we got to get ourselves back before the raffle.

Well, then can I hike beside you? I have come to lose my wife.
And I felt myself a mighty thirst, is something Burning?
And maybe it’s the BBQ of Deer, yes, said maybe it’s her time of month.
And I don’t know who you are but You’ve got some beer and I’m yearning.
We need coors light, we need Daniels, we need buns without no seeds,
And we got to get ourselves back before she starts a yellin’

By the time we got to Willie stock, we were half a million strong,
And everywhere was fights and inebriation.
And I thought I saw Shaunia Twain riding naked in the sky,
whoa whats in that reefer we been a smokin?’

We are Bubba, we are Junior, we stuck in the line for the toilet,
And we got to get ourselves back to the hoedown

How many Hill Billies?

How many hill Billies? dont ferget the pregnant ones!