North Louisiana on a Saturday night I was sittin' in the glow of the dashboard lights I'll never forget I was six years old When I heard it comin' out of daddy's radio Come out of my seat and said "son of a gun" And Daddy said "Naw, that's the opry son" I heard the crowd start screamin' And I started dreamin' Of one day runnin' with a hillbilly band Bought a guitar, learned a few chords Found a few guys and a beat up ford Pretty girls would come from miles around Like bees to honey to hear that sound All we could afford was bread and mayonnaise Living for the moment when we'd hit that stage And hear the crowd start screamin' Man, you ain't livin' 'Til you go runnin' with a hillbilly band ♪ I came to Nashville and they liked my songs I got a bus, 45 feet long Bought a house to put a gold record on the wall The funny thing is I'm hardly there at all The money, the cars, you can have that stuff Just give me what I love To hear the crowd start screamin' To the song that I'm singin' The one about runnin' with a hillbilly band Hillbilly band Yeah, a hillbilly band Ooh, it's a hillbilly band