Story Behind The Song

true story sort of

Song Description

Honky Tonk

Lyrics

Too Much Hillbilly in my Veins

1) Well I?ve tried to be good like everyone else
But somewhere along the way I fell off the shelf
Now I don?t live like most people do
I got this fever in my head and there?s Honky in my shoes(devil in )
Chorus
You may call me crazy or call me insane
Mama did her best to make me change
(It ain?t mama fault I turned out this way)
But there?s too much hillbilly
Too much hillbilly Too much hillbilly in my veins

Now I like to hear a good steel guitar
And I?m a fool for pretty angels in Honky tonk bars
Never get to sleep before 3 am
I guess that?s just the kind of man I am
Ch repeat

Johnny Cash has the same disease
And poor ol Willie ain?t never gonna be free
Cause there ain?t a doctor who really knows the cure
It?s a blessing and a curse that?s for sure
Ch repeat

Granddaddy made whiskey from an ol bootleg still
And I used to help him haul it up and down the hill
And I guess I know what?s right and what?s wrong
But right now I don?t feel like bein that strong