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The 7 wonders of the world Is quite a sight to see But it don't compare to what we have In the hills of Tennessee Uncle Zebs cow is a big ole thing Quite a sight to behold That cow's so big that when they milk her Her udders even have to unfold Cousin Zeke has a six-legged mule And man that thing is fast One time he raced a bobcat And the bobcat finished last My granny's teeth are made of wood Of course, they were bought from a store But ever since that termite season She don't use them much no more Aunt Imojean has a twine collection That she started when she was three I guess if we unwound that thing It'd reach clear 'cross Tennessee Cousin Jake has a rattlesnake He pickled and stuffed in a jar He caught that thing a year ago Trying to run off with his car Uncle Randolph has this chicken Who howls and barks at the moon That poor chicken is so dadgum old That she has to be fed with a spoon Uncle Sam has the seventh wonder An invisible moonshine still We ain't seen it since he made it But it's somewhere on that hill So, after you think you've seen it all You haven't seen anything yet Come to the hills of Tennessee And see things you'll never forget
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Oct 8, 2010
Oct 8, 2010 at 9:07 PM UTC
Hillbilly 7 Wonders
The 7 wonders of the world Is quite a sight to see But it don't compare to what we have In the hills of Tennessee Uncle Zebs cow is a big ole thing Quite a sight to behold That cow's so big that when they milk her Her udders even have to unfold Cousin Zeke has a six-legged mule And man that thing is fast One time he raced a bobcat And the bobcat finished last My granny's teeth are made of wood Of course, they were bought from a store But ever since that termite season She don't use them much no more Aunt Imojean has a twine collection That she started when she was three I guess if we unwound that thing It'd reach clear 'cross Tennessee Cousin Jake has a rattlesnake He pickled and stuffed in a jar He caught that thing a year ago Trying to run off with his car Uncle Randolph has this chicken Who howls and barks at the moon That poor chicken is so dadgum old That she has to be fed with a spoon Uncle Sam has the seventh wonder An invisible moonshine still We ain't seen it since he made it But it's somewhere on that hill So, after you think you've seen it all You haven't seen anything yet Come to the hills of Tennessee And see things you'll never forget
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Oct 8, 2010
Oct 8, 2010 at 9:07 PM UTC
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