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Hillbillies we are now entering the estate of losing our hillbilly head's as we are gonna be the one's standing tall at the end as we watch the world fall like sickened weakened match stick's being broken at the nation's expense as we as hillbillies by our blood we shall shed all the other one's not worthy of life and you call us white trash but far from that because we are the one's standing up tall in your corrupted faces while being out in the back~woods making moonshine slanging it to the judge's across the land without facing prison time as you are still squeaking and squawking like a whiny liberal tart and you see it will be you begging for the mark of the beast before us hillbillies are done with your broken wealth that you ain't got 

 

 

And now y'all come on back now you hear 

 

And you have to love them hillbillies as we holler that Rebel Yell 

 

 

Written for the beloved Popcorn Sutton the best old moonshiner that lived on this planet

 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 11/29/2017 all rights reserved 

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