Hillbilly Hell

Last night I dreamed I went to Hillbilly Hell The Devil stepped right up, and he said, "Well You looked so countrified, leave your hat and boots outside You won't need 'em, you're in Hillbilly Hell." Well they had a band without a steel guitar And not one good ol' girl stood at the bar No jukebox and no beer, am I the only redneck here And the parkin' lot, was full of foreign cars. Hillbilly Hell, I'm not feelin' so well Where did I go wrong, was it somethin' in my song That put me in this Hillbilly Hell. I asked the Devil, just what did I do To have to sweat it out, down here with you To me it don't seem fair, why can't I be up there With the rest, Marty, Hank, and Patsy too. He said you didn't write, one good ol' gospel song And not one little word, about your mom And you haven't yet, sing one single duet With Willie Nelson and you know that's wrong. Well I woke up to a country station on my radio Grabbed a pen and paper and the words began to flow I wrote a song called God Bless Mom and ran out to the bus Placed a call to Willie, would you like to sing with us. Chorus: I dreamed I was there in Hillbilly Hell. ?'s [email protected]