Kevin Lee: Music

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I tend to ride the free wind whichever way it blows
The path of least resistance is the one that I follow
I don’t need no law dog telling me what to do
I ain’t looking for no trouble boy and I don’t won’t none from you

Cause I’m a hill man…..a hillbilly man

Well I’m just like my Daddy and my Grandpa before him
We mind our own and do our best to live just off the land
I don’t need permission to hunt and fish I don’t register my gun
I declare you best beware you stuck your nose where it don’t belong

Cause I’m a hill man…..a hillbilly man

We’re from down around Cerro Gordo on the Oklahoma side
So close you can spit cross that Arkansas state line
Six miles down a red dirt rode at the creek crossing hang a right
Up the hill towards the paper mill you’ll see the front porch light

Of the hill man…..hillbilly man

There ain’t too many men that I call friend ain’t too many of my kind
Don’t get much respect when I go to town but I don’t really mind
Cause them city folks done sold their souls slaves to the daily grind
It ain’t much living if you ain’t got the freedom to enjoy the simple life

Of a hill man…..hillbilly man