Hillbillies (love it in the hay) Lyrics
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Hillbillies (love it in the hay) Lyricsby Hot Apple Pie Buy album CD: Hot Apple Pie Hillbillies love it in the hay. Tractor's parked out in the yard. I say you an' me take it down to the barn. Pull it inside and climb to the top, Spread out a blanket in a favorite spot. Pitch that pitchfork out the way: Hillbillies love it in the hay. Grab that bottle of strawberry wine, Plate full of chicken an' some of that pie. We could be there all night long: You know how we get when we get it on. Up in the loft down yonder way, (Whaddya say?) Hillbillies love it in the hay. Let me down on a bed of gold. Roll me 'round till the cows come home. Drive me wild in the soft sweet grass: Hillbillies like it like that. Sun's comin' up and the rooster crows: Hound dog chewin' on a chicken bone. (A chicken bone.) You an' me just havin' a ball. (Yeeee-ha.) That's a good thing that ol' mule can't talk. (For goodness.) Ain't no tellin' what he might say. Hillbillies love it in the .... AW-EE .... hay. Let me down on a bed of gold. Roll me 'round till the cows come home. Drive me wild in the soft sweet grass: (Aw, yes.) Hillbillies like it like that. Bass instrumental break. Hey Hillbilly; Hey Hillbilly. (Y'all know what we're talkin' about.) Hey Hillbilly; Hey Hillbilly.
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