Flatland Hillbillies Rodney Crowell (Ft. Lee Ann Womack & Randy Rogers)

[Verse 1]
We're flatland hillbillies
Irish-Cajun-Creole mix
My brother's on an offshore rig
My sister's on the pole at Slick's
Mama takes in people's washing
She was widowed by a pipeline man
We're flatland hillbillies
Getting by on what we can

[Verse 2]
River rats and jon boat shrimpers
Trouble in our DNA
It wouldn't be the same Port Arthur
If we got up and moved away
God forbid we hit the lotto
The chances are, we'd wind up shot
We're flatland hillbillies
Getting by on what we can

[Chorus]
Flatland hillbillies
Heather to the marrow bone
Working on your cars and drinking in your bars
And running every red light home