Writer(s): Luke Robert Laird, Craig Wiseman
Here we go
Yeah Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Oh man you gotta watch where you're you're around here
Yeah I got a friend in New York City
He's never heard of Conway Twitty
Don't know nothin' 'bout grits and greens
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
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you're born you just can't hide
it When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but but
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothin' wrong just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone ba bone ba bone bone
Aw preach about hillbilly to 'em Blake
Now listen to this
Now you ain't gotta be born out in the sticks
With an F one fifty and a thirty ought six
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 You ain't alone
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you're born you just can't hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but but
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothin' wrong just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone ba bone ba bone bone
Come on ya'll We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you're from you just can't hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but but
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothin' wrong just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone ba bone ba bone bone
hillbilly bone ba bone ba bone bone
hillbilly bone ba bone ba bone bone
hillbilly bone ba bone ba bone bone
Well there it is
I've always wanted to sing a bone song
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha
