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Come 'n listen to my story 'bout a man named Jed
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A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed
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And then one day, he was shootin' at some food
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And up through the ground come a bubblin' crude
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Oil, that is, black gold, Texas tea
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Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire
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Kin folk said, Jed, move away from there
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Said, Californy is the place you oughta be
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So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly
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Hills, that is, swimmin' pools, movie stars
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Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin
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They would like to thank you folks forkindly droppin' in
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You're all invited back again to this locality
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To have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality
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Hillbilly, that is, set a spell, take your shoes off
Y'all come back now, hear?