Hillbilly's Gotta Hit the Books
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Born and raised out in the countryside
How I loved it every day
Spent my winters cuttin' firewood
And my summers haulin' hay
But I know I can't live on that alone
Time to find me a better way
Chorus
This hillbilly's gotta hit the books
One look at my future was all it took
I've had my joy
But I'm no longer a boy
Gotta learn a thing or two
Gotta find something better to do
Never could stand to be in a crowd
Need to find me a college that's small
And I better read up on the ACT
Or I may not get in at all
One summer month left to enjoy
Then look out, here comes fall
Repeat Chorus
What will I do with myself?
What do I want to be?
Maybe some agribusiness
Or a little chemistry
(Naw...that just ain't me)
First week's over and it's Saturday
And I'm lyin' here in bed
Not as bad as I though it would be
But I ain't quite over the dread
All those classes, and all those books
And oh my achin' head
Repeat chorus 2 times
All music and lyrics on this page (c)1998 by Seth Brown.
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