Drive away,
 As in lonesome south
 Like a real straight-shooter
 Three lanes full

 Drive away,
 As in lonesome south
 Like a real straight-shooter
 Three lanes full

 Gotta ride in my heart
 Get em going down,
 You don't have to be a start,
 To, to get them going round

 Even if you try to move,
 Wheel it to your right,
 So get on, on the driving wheel,
 Save it for a round,

 Hillbilly, Hillbilly, Hillbilly Man now

 Got a ride in my heart
 See I'm going down
 Cut up by the ball front,
 Shoot a jamboree,
 Just a cold lighted day,
 Like a memory,
 Just a cold lighted day,
 Slip a line on me,

 Hillbilly, Hillbilly, Hillbilly Man now