Hillbilly Bone

F
Well, I gotta friend in New York 
City
F
He's never heard of Conway Twitty
G
Don't know nothin' bout' grits and 
greens
F                        G
Never been south of Queens
F
But he flew down here on a buissness
 trip
F
I took him Honky Tonkin' and that 
was it
G
He took to it like a pig to mud,
F                  G
like a cow to cudd

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Chorus:
F
We all got a Hillbilly Bone down 
deep inside
F
It doesn't matter where your from, 
ya just can't hide it
G
When the band starts bangin' and the
 fiddle saws
F                        G
ya can't help a hollarin a ye-haw
F
when ya see those pretty little 
country queens
F
man ya gotta admit that it's in them
 genes
G
Aint nothin wrong , just gettin' on
F
your Hillbilly 
Bone-Ba-Bone-Ba-Bone-Bone

Verse 2:(SAME CHORDS AS VERSE 1)
Well ya aint gotta be born out in 
the sticks
with a F1-50 and a thirty odd six
or have a Bubba in the family tree
to get on down with me

yeah Bubba all ya need is an open 
mind
if it fires ya up, ya gotta let it 
shine
when it feels so right that it can't
 be wrong
C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, ya aint alone 
(ya aint alone)
(D PEAT CHORUS)
(D PEAT CHORUS AGAIN)