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? ----- end