[Verse 1] Down in the hills where the wild rivers roll, Two family names got a fire in their soul, Hatfield on one side, McCoy on the other, Trouble ran deep from brother to brother. A feud got started and it wouldn't stay small, Before too long there was trouble for all, From the Kentucky hills to West Virginia ground, Everybody knew when those two names came around. [Chorus] Hatfields and McCoys, oh me, oh my, Fiddle starts screaming and the banjos fly! Two families fighting, neither backing down, Made their names famous all over this town. Pick that banjo, boys, let that fiddle sing, When Hatfields meet McCoys, you better hold onto your hat and swing! [Verse 2] Ole Devil Anse had the Hatfields' name, Randolph McCoy wasn't backing away, Down in the hollers where the moon shines bright, The feud kept burning through the dead of night. Neighbors took sides and the rumors flew, Every front porch had a different point of view, It became a legend before it was through, A mountain-born story that the whole world knew. [Chorus] Hatfields and McCoys, oh me, oh my, Fiddle starts screaming and the banjos fly! Two families fighting, neither backing down, Made their names famous all over this town. Pick that banjo, boys, let that fiddle sing, When Hatfields meet McCoys, you better hold onto your hat and swing! [Bridge] Now the years rolled on and the fighting slowed, And time took the weight of that old family load, What started as anger became history's song, A feud that lasted way too long. [Breakdown] Banjo! Pick it! Fiddle! Saw it! Mandolin! Let it ring! Mountain music, everybody sing! [Final Chorus] Hatfields and McCoys, oh me, oh my, Still got a legend that'll never die! From the mountain hollers to the old county line, Their names live on in a bluegrass rhyme. Pick that banjo, boys, let that fiddle sing, Hatfields and McCoys—let that bluegrass ring! [Outro] Down where the hills meet the evening sky, You'll still hear the story as the years roll by— Hatfields! McCoys! And a banjo picking underneath the moon!
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