LOVE YA, HUMANS

[Verse 1]

Bib overalls and an old slouch hat,
Red beard hanging to his chest,
Boots on his feet, shades on his eyes,
Like the mountains dressed him best.
Hand him something cold and fizzy,
Something nobody oughta chug,
He’ll grin and say, “Well, reckon so,”
Then turn that sucker up.

[Chorus]

Love ya, humans, that’s Hillbilly Red,
Little bit crazy and a whole lot blessed.
From a Gatlinburg holler to a TV screen,
Wildest chillbilly you’ve ever seen.
Raise what you’re holding, let the good times run,
Life’s too dang short not to have some fun.
He’ll drain that bottle before you count to ten,
Grin through his beard—
“Love ya, humans!”

[Verse 2]

Some folks chase a dollar,
Some folks chase a name,
Red just found a way of making
Strangers laugh along the way.
Could be soda, could be something
Make a billy goat turn green,
If somebody says, “You won’t drink that,”
You know what that there means.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

Underneath the jokes and whiskers,
There’s a truth that Red believes:
You don’t have to look like he does
To be treated like family.
Different roads and different people,
There’s room around his fire.
Maybe this old world could use
A little more of that awhile.

[Instrumental Break - Banjo and Fiddle - 8 Bars]

[Final Chorus]

Love ya, humans, that’s Hillbilly Red,
Still ain’t found a drink that’s scared him yet.
From the Smoky Mountain ridges
To a million little screens,
He’s still that same old chillbilly
He’s always tried to be.
Raise what you’re holding, let the good times run,
Life’s too dang short not to have some fun.
And if this whole world’s going crazy again,
We could use a few more folks saying—
“LOVE YA, HUMANS!”

[Tag]

Yeah, hand Red the bottle…

Somebody start the clock.

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[Verse 1] Bib overalls and an old slouch hat, Red beard hanging to his chest, Boots on his feet, shades on his eyes, Like the mountains dressed him best. Hand him something cold and fizzy, Something nobody oughta chug, He’ll grin and say, “Well, reckon so,” Then turn that sucker up. [Chorus] Love ya, humans, that’s Hillbilly Red, Little bit crazy and a whole lot blessed. From a Gatlinburg holler to a TV screen, Wildest chillbilly you’ve ever seen. Raise what you’re holding, let the good times run, Life’s too dang short not to have some fun. He’ll drain that bottle before you count to ten, Grin through his beard— “Love ya, humans!” [Verse 2] Some folks chase a dollar, Some folks chase a name, Red just found a way of making Strangers laugh along the way. Could be soda, could be something Make a billy goat turn green, If somebody says, “You won’t drink that,” You know what that there means. [Chorus] Love ya, humans, that’s Hillbilly Red, Little bit crazy and a whole lot blessed. From a Gatlinburg holler to a TV screen, Wildest chillbilly you’ve ever seen. Raise what you’re holding, let the good times run, Life’s too dang short not to have some fun. He’ll drain that bottle before you count to ten, Grin through his beard— “Love ya, humans!” [Bridge] Underneath the jokes and whiskers, There’s a truth that Red believes: You don’t have to look like he does To be treated like family. Different roads and different people, There’s room around his fire. Maybe this old world could use A little more of that awhile. [Instrumental Break - Banjo and Fiddle - 8 Bars] [Final Chorus] Love ya, humans, that’s Hillbilly Red, Still ain’t found a drink that’s scared him yet. From the Smoky Mountain ridges To a million little screens, He’s still that same old chillbilly He’s always tried to be. Raise what you’re holding, let the good times run, Life’s too dang short not to have some fun. And if this whole world’s going crazy again, We could use a few more folks saying— “LOVE YA, HUMANS!” [Tag] Yeah, hand Red the bottle… Somebody start the clock.

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