Dad-blame Beverly Hills!
There ain't a possum shank to be bought around here at any price!
What good is having 68 million dollars?! I ask you!
Well this morning it's good for getting a lot of papers signed for Mr. Drysdale.
You was doing that when I left here two hours ago.
Now, looka here, people, listen to my story
A little story 'bout a man named Jed
You know somethin', that poor mountaineer
They say he barely kept his family fed
Now lemme tell ya, one day he was shootin'
Ol' Jed was shootin' at some food
When all of a sudden right up from the ground there
Well, there came a bubblin' crude
Oil, that is. Well, maybe you call it
Black gold or Texas tea
He gonna move next to Mr. Drysdale
And be a Beverly Hillbilly
Before you know it, all the kinfolk are a-sayin'
Yeah, buddy, move away from there
That little Clampett got his own cement pond
That little Clampett, he's a millionaire
Now everyone said Californy
Is the place that you oughta be
We got to load up this here truck now
We got to move to Beverly
Hills, that is
Swimmin' pools
Move-a-move-a-movie stars
Huh, looka that looka that
Beverly, Beverly
Beverly Hillbillies
Y'all come back now, hear?
Beverly, Beverly
Beverly Hillbillies