Come and listen to my story 'bout a man named {D}Jed Poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed Then one day he was shootin' at some food And up through the ground came a bubbling crude (Oil, that is, Texas tea, black gold) millionaire Friends said, Jed, move away from here Said that California was the place he ought to be Beverly (Hills, that is, swimming pools and movie stars) kin They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in You're all invited back again to this locality To have a hospitality (Beverly Hillbillies, that's what they call 'em now Nice folks, Y'all come back now, hear?)