From Tennessee the shaky town;
That little boy did good.
He's got his name up in lights;
He's the top of Hollywood.
You take a boy out of the country;
And he's a country boy still.
He looks down at the city lights;
From his Hollywood hills.
He's a Hollywood hillbilly,
Stearing along bearing willie, johnny cash and lefty;
Down with a sunset in mind.
No he ain't one to try to hide it;
He's a southern man with southern pride.
That ridge runner just kickin back;
Sippin' on the moonshine.
You know what;
He's gettin culture out there,
As you know he's a tribute to the stars.
Tinsle-touls's got tensle-ladies;
With tinsle sights on his car.
His belongings are little chickbutts,
And the apple of his eye.
Crippled dog and friends and family,
Are always by his side.
He's a Hollywood hillbilly,
Stearing along bearing willie, johnny cash and lefty;
Down with a sunset in mind.
No he ain't one to try to hide it;
He's a southern man with southern pride.
That ridgerunner just kickin back;
Sippin' on the moonshine.
That ridgerunner just kickin back,
Kickin back,
Kickin back,
[oh hand me that jar]
Kickin back,
Kickin back,
Sippin' on the moonshine.