Billy Ray Cyrus - Thrillbilly Lyrics

Shootin' at a beer can on a fence post
Drivin' to your girlfriend's on 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 parking lot

Let me tell you right now
Just in case you 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 home brew sittin' outback
Thinkin' it'd be cool to build a submarine

Draggin' down a two lane with your lights off
Hoppin' on a freight train at a feed lot
Raisin' you some big cain in John Deere green

Here comes 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

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

Oh, hillbilly
So get on down and you'll be proud of how you roll