Roy Hurd

Lyrics

Two Wheel Hillbilly Outlaw
Roy Hurd

I headed out for Nashville I was hungry for the ride
By the time we left the mountains my pony hit her stride
We rumbled through Virginia in her soft southern grace
When I saw the lights of Nashville I said let the music play

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I’m a two wheel hillbilly outlaw
I let my pony run
Two wheel hillbilly outlaw
I worship at the church of Harley Davidson

I rolled up to Kentucky cause there’s no helmet law
The wind blowin in my hair it felt so good y’all
When I got back to Tennessee I slid that bonnet on
That night I grabbed my guitar started writing down this song

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My buddy Chuck Wood calls his pony Betty Lynn
When asked how much he loves that bike he grins a big ole grin
He says I just hang out in the garage so her and I can flirt
If that bike was a woman I’d be liftin up her skirt

He’s a two wheel hillbilly outlaw
He lets his pony run
He’s a two wheel hillbilly outlaw
He worships at the church of Harley Davidson

I finally got the feelin It was time to get back home
There always comes an end to when the restless have to roam
I saddled up my pony and I never once said whoa
Cause there’s a hot blooded woman waitin by that ole wood stove

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