Holler Back

I got a city folk friend in a hip-hop world

He goes by E. Diddy but his name is Earl

Cocks his hat to the side in his Grandma's ride

Pumpin' nothin' but bass

He says things like, 'Dawg, are you down with that'

And, 'Don't that fly girl got some back'

And I feel so doggone outta place

When he says,

'Holler back when you get back home'

I say, 'The only holler back that I know is'

In that holler back in the woods

Where the country folks got it good

Homebrewed, homegrown

Where the wild seeds 'a get sown

It's a blast from the past

All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras

Let out a howl if 'ya feel like 'ya gotta

If you wanna go on back to the holler

Holler back

Take a left off the Interstate

Go ten miles

Take a right on Farm Road 99

And just roll 'til the blacktop ends

'Ya see Mary Jo rockin' that front porch swing

Bikini top and them cut-off jeans

And that's where Hillbilly Heaven begins

Ah, she'll pour 'ya some of that cherry wine

Boy, you're guaranteed to have yourself

One hell of a time

In that holler back in the woods

Where the country folks got it good

Homebrewed, homegrown

Where the wild seeds 'a get sown

It's a blast from the past

All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras

Let out a howl if 'ya feel like 'ya gotta

If you wanna go on back to the holler

Holler back

In that holler back in the woods

Where the country folks got it so good

Homebrewed, homegrown

Where the wild seeds 'a get sown

It's a blast from the past

All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras

Let out a howl if 'ya feel like 'ya gotta

If you wanna go on back to the holler

Holler back

(Homebrewed, homegrown

Where the wild seeds a get sown

It's a blast from the past

All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras

Homebrewed, homegrown

Where the wild seeds a get sown)

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