Beverly, Beverly HillbilliesHuh, now look here people, listen to my story
The little story 'bout a man named Jed
You know something? That poor mountaineer
They say he barely kept his family fedNow, let me tell you, one day he was shootin'
Old Jed was shootin' at some food
When all of a sudden right up from the ground there
Well, there came a bubblin' crudeOil that is well, maybe you call it
Black gold or Texas tea
He gonna move next to Mr. Drysdale
And be a Beverly HillbillyBefore you know it, all the kinfolk are a-sayin'
Yeah, buddie, move away from there
That little Clampet got his own cement pond
That little Clampet, he's a millionaireNow, everyone said, "Californie
Is the place that you oughta be"
We got to load up this here truck now
We got to move to Beverly Hills, that isSwimming pools, move-a, move-a, movie stars
Huh, look at that, look at thatBeverly, Beverly, Beverly Hillbillies
(Y'all come back now, ya hear?)
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Beverly, Beverly, Beverly Hillbillies
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