Hillbilly Highway

 

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1. My grandaddy was a miner, but he finally saw the light, 

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    he didn't have much, just a beat-up truck

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    and a dream about a better life. 

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    Grandmama cried when she waved goodbye, 

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    you never heard such a lonesome sound, 

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    pretty soon the dirt road turned into blacktop, Detroit City bound. 

 

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Down that hillbilly highway, on that hillbilly highway, 

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that old hillbilly highway goes on and on. 

 

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2. Now he worked and saved his money so that one day he might send 

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    my daddy off to college to use his brains and not his hands. 

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    Grandmama cried when she waved goodbye, 

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    never heard such a lonesome sound, 

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    but daddy had himself a good job in Houston, one more rollin' down ...

 

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That old hillbilly highway, that old hillbilly highway. 

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that old hillbilly highway goes on and on. 

 

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3. Now grand daddy rolled over in his grave the day that I quit school, 

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    I just sat around the house playin' my guitar, 

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    daddy said I was a fool. 

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    My mama cried when I said goodbye, 

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    I never heard such a lonesome sound, 

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    now I'm standin' on this highway and if you're going my way, 

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    you know where I'm bound. 

 

   D             A   D    A            D              D     A

Down that hillbilly highway, on that hillbilly highway, 

   D                    D                                A

that old hillbilly highway goes on and on. 

 

 D          A   D    A            D               D    A

On that hillbilly highway, on that hillbilly highway, 

   D                    D                                A

that old hillbilly highway goes on and on. 

 

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+ Goes on and on.   - D - A - D - A ...

 

    (Ricky Skaggs)