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Lyrics

Hillbilly Lodge - Words and Music by Jimmie Young

I gotta get myself clear outta Dodge
I wanna look in the mirror
and see Hill Billy Lodge
Fading away like the setting sun
only faster

And I can’t wait to see a sky scraper
and I can’t wait to read the
morning paper
If I never come back it will be
too soon
My name is Jimmie Young it aint Daniel Boone

Now I love country folk
Don’t get me wrong
But me and that bush
Don’t get along
So I’m city bound like a grey hound 
Only faster

And I can’t wait to get out fine dining
The city lights are
My silver lining
Love the sound of a subway train
And tires on pavement after the rain

Now I can’t stand a
Black fly bite
And nothing worse
Than an outhouse at night
Gettin’ bitten by things that you
Can’t see
Or losing and eye to the
Branch of a tree

And I don’t care for
The wind in my hair
And my back always hurts in
Those Muskoka chairs
The sun makes the booze go
Right to my head
Only faster

And R & R is all
Well and good
But I can’t wait
To get back to the hood
Give my friends
A big old high five
Then head for the bar with
The free wifi

The skeeters up there could carry
You away
And people see bears there every single day
And I’m sitting here drinking champagne 
And hoping I never see Hill Billy Lodge again