Kirby Hill Lyrics
| Song | Kirby Hill |
| Artist | Hayseed Dixie |
| Album | A Hot Piece of Grass |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Wheeler | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| My daddy made corn whiskey | |
| up on Kirby Hill | |
| Just like his dad before him i | |
| n an old pot bellied still. | |
| He never took to strangers | |
| headin' up that way | |
| When he heard 'em talk about it | |
| this is what he'd say... | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| One night some revenuers | |
| thought they'd take the old man down | |
| They asked about the way | |
| up Kirby Hill all over town. | |
| They headed up the mountain | |
| around about half past ten | |
| Reckon now it's safe to say | |
| we ain't never seen them again. Yeah. | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| Great Grandaddy used to talk | |
| 'bout the war 'tween the governments | |
| Back when old Jeff Davis and | |
| Abe Lincoln was the Presidents | |
| He watched the Armies marchin' up, | |
| he watched 'em both march by | |
| No Army never took his still, | |
| no Army dared to try. | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| Lately up on Kirby Hill, | |
| I been plantin' seeds of my own | |
| Lord them fetch a pretty price | |
| when they're good and grown. | |
| I seen them helicoptors | |
| sent by the DEA | |
| If they value life like ??? | |
| they'll stay the hell away...Hey | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey |
| zuo qu : Wheeler | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| My daddy made corn whiskey | |
| up on Kirby Hill | |
| Just like his dad before him i | |
| n an old pot bellied still. | |
| He never took to strangers | |
| headin' up that way | |
| When he heard ' em talk about it | |
| this is what he' d say... | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| One night some revenuers | |
| thought they' d take the old man down | |
| They asked about the way | |
| up Kirby Hill all over town. | |
| They headed up the mountain | |
| around about half past ten | |
| Reckon now it' s safe to say | |
| we ain' t never seen them again. Yeah. | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| Great Grandaddy used to talk | |
| ' bout the war ' tween the governments | |
| Back when old Jeff Davis and | |
| Abe Lincoln was the Presidents | |
| He watched the Armies marchin' up, | |
| he watched ' em both march by | |
| No Army never took his still, | |
| no Army dared to try. | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| Lately up on Kirby Hill, | |
| I been plantin' seeds of my own | |
| Lord them fetch a pretty price | |
| when they' re good and grown. | |
| I seen them helicoptors | |
| sent by the DEA | |
| If they value life like nbsp??? | |
| they' ll stay the hell away... Hey | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey |
| zuò qǔ : Wheeler | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| My daddy made corn whiskey | |
| up on Kirby Hill | |
| Just like his dad before him i | |
| n an old pot bellied still. | |
| He never took to strangers | |
| headin' up that way | |
| When he heard ' em talk about it | |
| this is what he' d say... | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| One night some revenuers | |
| thought they' d take the old man down | |
| They asked about the way | |
| up Kirby Hill all over town. | |
| They headed up the mountain | |
| around about half past ten | |
| Reckon now it' s safe to say | |
| we ain' t never seen them again. Yeah. | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| Great Grandaddy used to talk | |
| ' bout the war ' tween the governments | |
| Back when old Jeff Davis and | |
| Abe Lincoln was the Presidents | |
| He watched the Armies marchin' up, | |
| he watched ' em both march by | |
| No Army never took his still, | |
| no Army dared to try. | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey | |
| Lately up on Kirby Hill, | |
| I been plantin' seeds of my own | |
| Lord them fetch a pretty price | |
| when they' re good and grown. | |
| I seen them helicoptors | |
| sent by the DEA | |
| If they value life like nbsp??? | |
| they' ll stay the hell away... Hey | |
| You wanna get your eyes knocked out, | |
| You wanna get your fill | |
| You wanna get your head shot off, | |
| Just climb up Kirby Hill... Hey |
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