Hillbilly Language

I've just come to realize 
Probably some of you don't know
How to speak the hillbilly language
So, I'll show you how to give it a go

We call them crayfish, crawdads
Cause they're not really a fish at all
A skunk we call a polecat
You better run and hope you don't fall

You say you all, we say ya'll
We just shortened it a bit
You say potato, we say tater
Are you startin to get the hang of it

We call a bag a paper sack
And sometimes it a poke
We say wanna hear a funny
But you say wanna hear  a joke

Pretty close to you is pert near to us
And the devil is the booger man
Your bathroom is our outhouse
And a skillet is a frying pan

These are a few of the words we use
Almost everyday
I'll teach you more Hillbilly Language
The next time I pass your way
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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