Ballad Of Jed Clampett - Bill Monroe
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Come and listen to my story 'bout a man named Jed
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Poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed
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Then one day he was shootin' at some food
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And up through the ground came a bubbling crude
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(Oil, that is, Texas tea, black gold)
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First thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire
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Friends said, Jed, move away from here
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Said that California was the place he ought to be
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So he loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly
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(Hills, that is, swimming pools and movie stars)
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Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin
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They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in
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You're all invited back again to this locality
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To have a heaping helping of their hospitality
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(Beverly Hillbillies, that's what they call 'em now
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Nice folks, Y'all come back now, hear?)
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Ballad Of Jed Clampett
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| Bill Monroe |
