This song is for any body who ever spent a friday or saturday night cruising, or watching everyone else cruise, in a small southern town. This song goes into my kick a$$ country file. If you don't live in the south or are from another country, this will give you a little taste of southern small town culture. And this would be teenagers, not older folks.
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Hillbilly Deluxe by Brooks and Dunne
Well, up in the backwoods, down in the holler,
Ol' boys feelin' like a dog on a collar.
Keepin' that chain pulled tight.
Waitin' on saturday night.
Put on the smell good, put on Skynyrd,
Head into town like a NASCAR winner.
Cruisin' back and forth to the Tasty Freeze.
Everywhere you look all you see is,
Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick up trucks.
Big timin' in a small town.
Stirrin' it up right about sundown.
Black denim and chrome to the bone,
With a little home-grown.
A country girl cuddled up, hillbilly deluxe.
Couple kids, sweet things, drivin' a fast bash.
Shoot 'em a coons' smile.
Hopin' that they smile back, "Hey, baby, what's your name?"
Burn a little rubber when the red lights change.
Here come the blue light, here come the bonnie.
Hot on the bill y'all, let's move the party.
Gotta go, but that's alright.
Do it all again next Friday night.
Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick-'em-up trucks.
Big timin' in a small town.
Stirrin' it up right about sundown.
Black denim and chrome to the bone,
With a little home-grown.
A country girl cuddled up, hillbilly deluxe.
--Instrumental break.--
Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick-'em-up trucks.
Big timin' in a small town.
Stirrin' it up right about sundown.
Black denim and chrome to the bone,
With a little home-grown.
A country girl cuddled up, hillbilly deluxe.
Hillbilly deluxe.
Hillbilly deluxe.
Hillbilly deluxe.
[Thanks to Markusdaniel212 for lyrics]
[Thanks to Briana Carson for corrections]