Hillbilly Bone - Blake Shelton, Trace Adkins

Yeah I got a friend in New York City,

He never heard o' 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, cow to cud

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside

No matter where you from you just can’t hide,

When the band starts bangin and the fiddle saws,

You can’t help but hollerin' YEE-HAW!

When you see them pretty lil' country queens

Man you gotta admit that it’s in them jeans,

Ain’t nothing wrong just gettin on your

Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba bone bone

Now you ain’t got to be born out in the sticks with a f-150 and a 30−06.

I have a bubba in the family tree

To get on down with me, yeah bubba all you need is an open mind,

It fires you up you got a 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 from you just can’t hide,

When the band starts bangin and the fiddle saws,

You can’t help but hollerin' YEE-HAW!

When you see them pretty lil' country queens

Man you gotta admit that it’s in them jeans,

Ain’t nothing wrong just getting on your

Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone bone

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside

No matter where you from you just can’t hide,

When the band starts bangin and the fiddle saws,

You can’t help but hollerin' YEE-HAW!

When you see them pretty lil' country queens

Man you gotta admit that it’s in them jeans,

Ain’t nothing wrong just getting 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