Lyric Hillbilly Hell
Last night I dreamed I went to hillbilly hell
The devil stepped right up and he said
"Well you look so countrified, leave your hat and boots outside
You won t need em, you re in hillbilly hell.
Well, they had a band without a steel guitar
And not one good ol girl stood at the bar
No jukebox and no beer, am I the only redneck here
And the parkin lot, was full of foreign cars.
Chorus:
Hillbilly hell, I m not feelin so well
Where did I go wrong
Was it somethin in my song
That put me in this hillbilly hell.
I asked the devil just what did I do
To have to sweat it out down here with you
To me it don t seem fair, why can t I be up there
With the rest, Marty, Hank and Patsy too.
He said, "You didn t write one good ol gospel song
And not one little word about your mom
And you haven t yet, sang one single duet
With Willie Nelson and you know that s wrong.
Well, I woke up to a country station on my radio
Grabbed a pen and paper and the words began to flow
I wrote a song called God Bless Mom and ran out to the bus
Placed a call to Willie, Would you like to sing with us.
Chorus:
Hillbilly hell, I m not feelin so well
Where did I go wrong
Was it somethin in my song
That put me in this hillbilly hell.
I dreamed I was in hillbilly hell...
The devil stepped right up and he said
"Well you look so countrified, leave your hat and boots outside
You won t need em, you re in hillbilly hell.
Well, they had a band without a steel guitar
And not one good ol girl stood at the bar
No jukebox and no beer, am I the only redneck here
And the parkin lot, was full of foreign cars.
Chorus:
Hillbilly hell, I m not feelin so well
Where did I go wrong
Was it somethin in my song
That put me in this hillbilly hell.
I asked the devil just what did I do
To have to sweat it out down here with you
To me it don t seem fair, why can t I be up there
With the rest, Marty, Hank and Patsy too.
He said, "You didn t write one good ol gospel song
And not one little word about your mom
And you haven t yet, sang one single duet
With Willie Nelson and you know that s wrong.
Well, I woke up to a country station on my radio
Grabbed a pen and paper and the words began to flow
I wrote a song called God Bless Mom and ran out to the bus
Placed a call to Willie, Would you like to sing with us.
Chorus:
Hillbilly hell, I m not feelin so well
Where did I go wrong
Was it somethin in my song
That put me in this hillbilly hell.
I dreamed I was in hillbilly hell...