Ballad of Jed Clampett
from The Beverly Hillbillies


Come and lis-ten to my sto-ry 'bout a man named Jed,
poor moun-tain-eer, barely kept his fam-'ly fed.
And then one day, he was shoot-in' at some food,
and up through the ground came a-bub-bl-in' crude.

Oil, that is!
Black gold,
Texas Tea!

Well, the first thing you know old Jed's a mil-lion-aire,
kin-folk said, "Jed, move a-way from there."
Said, Cal-i-for-ny is place you ought-a be."
So they load-ed up the truck and they moved to Bev-er-ly.

Hills, that is!
Swimmin' pools.
movie stars!

Old Jed bought a man-sion, law-dy, it was swank,
next door nigh-bor was the pres-'dent of the bank.
Lot-sa folks ob-ject-ed, but the bank-er found no fault,
'cause old Jed's mil-lions was a-lay-in' in the vault.

Cash, that is!
Capital gains,
depletion money!

Well, now it's time to say good-bye to Jed and all his kin.
They would like to thank you folks for kind-ly drop-pin' in.
You're all in-vit-ed back a-gain to this lo-cal-i-ty
to have a heap-in' help-in' of their hos-pi-tal-i-ty.

Hillbilly, that is!
Set a spell,
take your shoes off!

Y'all come back, ya hear?

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