Thrillbilly Lyrics

Shootin' at a beer can on a fence post
Drivin' to your girlfriend's on a backhoe
Goin' skinny'dippin' on an old wood dock
Startin' up a bonfire with gasoline
Seein' who can get higher on a rope swing
Burnin' up your new tires in the parkin lot
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Let me tell you right now
Just in case u don't know

That's thrillbilly
Real hillbilly
That's thrillbilly
'Till the cows come home
That's down-home style
Mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll
That's thrillbilly
That's thrillbilly

Flippin' off a barn roof into a haystack
Sippin' on some homebrew sittin' outback
Thinkin' it'd be cool to build a submarine
Dragin' down a two lane with your lights off
Hoppin' on a freight train at a feed lot
Raisin' you some bi cain- in john deere green
Here's come bubba on his four-wheeler
"Hey man, y'all watch this"

That's thrillbilly
Real hillbilly
That's thrillbilly
'Till the cows come home
That's down-home style
Mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll
That's thrillbilly
That's thrillbilly

Come on, Come on, Come on

That's thrillbilly
Real hillbilly
That's thrillbilly
'Till the cows come home
That's down-home style
Mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll
That's thrillbilly
That's thrillbilly
Real hillbilly

So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll