billy
Woo-ooh
I've spent plenty of moonlight nights slinging hell in the gutter
Can skin a buck with one hand, clean a bluegill with the other
If there's a cold-enough, needs-drunk, lonely bottle of beer
I'm a willing volunteer
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Half mud blood, half mule kick whiskey
Feeling right at home when it all goes south
Chevy truck running my mouth
Got a strong southern drawl, I'm a fool
Cannonball in the kiddie pool, kind as the day is long
Fightin' with a fist full of fire 'round a hot fence wire
Bite right down to the bone
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Collard green, cast-iron cornbread, pig on the griddle
Out in the back is a soundtrack stacked with a fiddle
With words stretched wide as a tanned mountain lion hide
Spoke slow and deeply fried
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Half mud blood, half mule kick whiskey
Feeling right at home when it all goes south
Chevy truck running my mouth
Got a strong southern drawl, I'm a fool
Cannonball in the kiddie pool, kind as the day is long
Fightin' with a fist full of fire 'round a hot fence wire
Bite right down to the bone
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, you can call me Billy
You can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Half mud blood, half mule kick whiskey
Feeling right at home when it all goes south
Chevy truck running my mouth
Got a strong southern drawl, I'm a fool
Cannonball in the kiddie pool, kind as the day is long
Fightin' with a fist full of fire 'round a hot fence wire
Bite it right down to the bone
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, you can call me Billy
You can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
You can call me Billy, you can call me Billy
You can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
I've spent plenty of moonlight nights slinging hell in the gutter
Can skin a buck with one hand, clean a bluegill with the other
If there's a cold-enough, needs-drunk, lonely bottle of beer
I'm a willing volunteer
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Half mud blood, half mule kick whiskey
Feeling right at home when it all goes south
Chevy truck running my mouth
Got a strong southern drawl, I'm a fool
Cannonball in the kiddie pool, kind as the day is long
Fightin' with a fist full of fire 'round a hot fence wire
Bite right down to the bone
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Collard green, cast-iron cornbread, pig on the griddle
Out in the back is a soundtrack stacked with a fiddle
With words stretched wide as a tanned mountain lion hide
Spoke slow and deeply fried
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Half mud blood, half mule kick whiskey
Feeling right at home when it all goes south
Chevy truck running my mouth
Got a strong southern drawl, I'm a fool
Cannonball in the kiddie pool, kind as the day is long
Fightin' with a fist full of fire 'round a hot fence wire
Bite right down to the bone
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, you can call me Billy
You can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Half mud blood, half mule kick whiskey
Feeling right at home when it all goes south
Chevy truck running my mouth
Got a strong southern drawl, I'm a fool
Cannonball in the kiddie pool, kind as the day is long
Fightin' with a fist full of fire 'round a hot fence wire
Bite it right down to the bone
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, you can call me Billy
You can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
You can call me Billy, you can call me Billy
You can call me Billy, but the hills come with me (hey)
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
Yeah, you can call me Billy, but the hills come with me
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Writer(s): Stephen Lloyd Jr. Wilson
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