Gatta get home before the sun goes downnGatta go listen to my favorite soundnIt's a hillbilly fiddle and an ol' guitarnCousin stanely on a corn liquor jarnnSometimes I stay up late at nightnA little moonshine whiskey and everything's alrightnYou'll probably get stuck, ya don't know where ya arenAs you stomp your feet to a country guitarnnYou can have fun I'm tellin' you cannWhen you stomp your feet to a hillbilly bandnnEverynight just where I gonI grab me a lady and I dose E doenAin't nuthin' in this world I'd rather donThen to guitar pick some country bluesnnI'm gonna do a little chicken pickin'nI'm gonna do a little chicken pickin'nnYou can have fun I'm tellin' you cannWhen you stomp your feet to a hillbilly band