Lyrics Toothpickin - Hank Williams III
Hey,
I'm
tryin'
to
get
it
on,
on
a
Saturday
night
I
been
workin'
too
hard
and
I'm
feelin'
uptight
I'm
runnin'
and
a
gunnin'
all
over
this
town
If
I
ain't
got
luck...
I
got
a
good
coon
hound
I'm
lookin'
for
a
wild
time
on
Saturday
night
And
I
just
might
find
me
a
hillbilly
wife
A
friend
on
the
hill,
he's
makin'
moonshine
He
said
don't
forget
to
bring
me
that
homemade
wine
Well,
we
take
a
few
shots
and
we
hit
them
trails
There
ain't
no
troopers
here
to
take
us
to
jail
Well
we're
up
on
the
hill
and
were
drinkin'
moonshine
and
we
ain't
gotta
worry
bout
the
cops
hittin'
dem'
blue
lights...
Little
bit
proud
cause
I
was
born
in
the
South
I
wanna
really
pretty
girl
with
a
really
pretty
mouth
I'll
take
her
in
the
woods
and
show
her
how
to
shoot
a
can
When
she
grabs
my
hips,
you
know
the
South
will
rise
again
But
for
now
I'm
just
a
hillbilly
man
with
my
jacked
up
truck
and
my
jacked
up
van
They
call
me
Toothpick
on
the
CB
Radio
waves
If
I
get
too
tired
you
know
the
CB
keeps
me
awake
I'm
throwing
lots
of
gravel,
be
the
first
to
two
tons
Might
be
a
little
work,
but
I
think
it's
fun
I'm
four
wheel
drivin'
on
a
Saturday
night
And
I'm
lookin'
for
a
girl
who
might
wanna
be
my
wife
Well
I
got
my
guitar
and
my
hillbilly
band
I
got
some
real
good
dogs
and
a
rent
a
little
land
Well
I
don't
know
if
I'm
gonna
make
it
all
the
way
But
I
do
it
for
the
good
doin'
it
my
own
way
Well
I
got
my
guitar
and
my
hillbilly
band
I
got
some
real
good
dogs
and
a
rent
a
bit
of
land
Well
lookin'
for
a
ride
out
there
under
that
moon
light
I
been
workin'
too
hard
and
I
hate
to
feel
uptight
I'm
a
runnin'
and
a
gunnin
all
over
this
town
If
I
ain't
gotta
luck
I
gotta
good
coon
hound
Hey,
I'm
tryin'
to
get
it
on,
on
a
Saturday
night
I
been
workin'
too
hard
and
I'm
feelin'
uptight
I'm
runnin'
and
a
gunnin'
all
over
this
town
If
I
ain't
got
luck...
I
got
a
good
coon
hound
I'm
lookin'
for
a
wild
time
on
Saturday
night
And
I
just
might
find
me
a
hillbilly
wife
A
friend
on
the
hill,
he's
makin'
moonshine
He
said
don't
forget
to
bring
me
that
homemade
wine
Well,
we
take
a
few
shots
and
we
hit
them
trails
There
ain't
no
troopers
here
to
take
us
to
jail
Well
we're
up
on
the
hill
and
were
drinkin'
moonshine
and
we
ain't
gotta
worry
bout
the
cops
hittin'
dem'
blue
lights...
I'm
a
runnin'
and
a
gunnin'
on
a
Saturday
night
And
I
just
might
find
me
a
hillbilly
wife
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