Hillbilly Girl

Hillbilly girl hear that song pretty Blue Bayou,
 Right here and now should I ask, would you say I do?
 I'd need a hook on a line just to catch you wriggle all the time,
 Tame you, hell I would rather die,
 Hillbilly girl... hillbilly girl.
 Big city Sam he's on the prowl he's got his eyes on you,
 Flash with the cash he's worth a fortune what a playboy too,
 But that don't mean a thing, you told old money bags "don't try that again".
 That hound dog you had him on his knees...
 Hillbilly girl... hillbilly girl.
 Hillbilly girl, blue skies sigh above ya,
 You're as free as the birds in the trees,
 And pity he who wrestles with that Wild West wind,
 He's goin' nowhere... nowhere... hell I've been there,
 So let me tell you 'bout...
 H-I-LL-B-I-LL-Y... Hillbilly girl!
 H-I-LL-B-I-LL-Y... Hillbilly girl!
 Hillbilly girl, blue skies sigh above ya,
 You're as free as the birds in the trees,
 And pity he who wrestles with that Wild West wind,
 He's goin' nowhere... nowhere... 'cos I've been there,
 So let me tell you 'bout...
 H-I-LL-B-I-LL-Y... Hillbilly girl!
 H-I-LL-B-I-LL-Y... Hillbilly girl!
 Hillbilly girl...
 Hillbilly girl...
 My little girl, I love you so!