Hillbilly deluxe Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick up trucks Big timing in a small town Stirrin' it up right about sundown Black denim and chrome to the bone With a little homegrown Country girl cuddled up Well, up in the backwoods, down in the holler Old boy

"He's goin' down, Lord have mercy" I'm goin' down Aww man you gotta love it I'm on my way Hey mama, all around the town they're sayin' I'm country rich, no budget Got to get paid Hey daddy, all around the town they're sayin' Pick up, pick up, daddy's in

Tonight is bottoms up Throw it on down Rock this quiet, little country town Get up, drop a tailgate on ya truck Find a keg and fill ya cup up Kick it on back Pretty little mama lookin at ya like that Make ya wanna slide on in like girl, what’s up

I like girls that drink beer And a man ain't gonna get it up here Bye, bye baby I'm leaving Your boat and your Benz and your uptown friends And your country club that ain't really country I need a little down home lovin' Hey I'll find what I want in a

Just a mile outside of town All along the floodline The hills roll out like centuries Pass by without a sound Oh country down Where I found my proving ground Wheels are turning around Down river bound Where the lemon tea sky fell down

And the desert that´s dry In a country town Where the map was found When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagon of the morning Dusty roads where they've gone Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness At the summer comin´

In every town and every place There's a boy who's tryin' to take a chance and dance And find a way to run away with her heart In the back of an old Ford truck In the bar just lookin' for love In a pair of oh my blue eyes Let them fireworks start That

It's a small town throwdown Crank that country up loud Its time to tall boy up let them tailgates down Yea Man its on tonight right into morning light Its time to tall boy up Let them tailgates down Round these parts there ain't much to do Except work

Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair Ruby, are you contemplating going out somewhere? The shadow on the wall tell me the sun is going down Oh, Ruby, don't take your love to town It

Damn country music The strum of strings on a flat top The hum of wheels on the blacktop It's a neon fever for a small-town dreamer I packed it all on a whim Threw an old Hank cassette tape in Dad's '84 rusty Ford He swore we'd never make it I quit my