Hillbilly Band

C G Am G One summer we were huntin’ near Pappies old junk pile C F G C Air was still, you could hear, for near a country mile C G Am G I picked up an old can and hit it in four time C F G C Belted out a little tune, singing words that rhyme V2: C G Am G Pokin’ through the heap of junk, was Grannies old wash board C F G C Lil’ sister grabbed it up and strummed to it in fours C G Am G A shiny silver hubcap glistened in the sun C F G C Tapped it with a hickory twig, and it made the perfect drum C F Am G Yea, I’m the lead singer in this hillbilly band C F G C Gather round, lend an ear, Give us all a hand C F Am G Makin’ music’s easy, the hillbilly way C F G C Up in these Kentucky hills, you can hear us play C G Am G A beat up Chevy fender, made the perfect bass C F G C Echoed thru the holler, as everyone kept pace C G Am G To that Hillbilly Tempo, we made that wire sing C F G C Wrapped around a old pie tin, made kickin’ banjo strings C G Am G It can be real easy, when music’s in your heart C F G C Use an old clothesline to string up your guitar C G Am G Finding something interesting, picked up from the ground C F G C Makes you want to play along to our hillbilly sound C F Am G Yea, I’m the lead singer in this hillbilly band C F G C Gather round, lend an ear, Give us all a hand C F Am G Makin’ music’s easy, the hillbilly way C F G C Up in these Kentucky hills, you can hear us play C G Am G C F G C C G Am G Rickety-Rack, zip and zing, Our music has a ring C F G C Clickety-clack, root n’ cuss, Come sing along with us C F Am G Yea, I’m the lead singer in this hillbilly band C F G C Gather round, lend an ear, Give us all a hand C F Am G Makin’ music’s easy, the hillbilly way C F G C Up in these Kentucky hills, you can hear us play F C G C