Country hoedown, what a joy.
Ladies dancing, fun oh boy.
Lots of singin’, for you and me.

Dancin’ close and movin’ slow,
Hold ‘em tight and love it so,
Critters gather round the old pine tree.

Let it snow,
Let the cold North wind blow.
Jingle jangle, what a treat!
Country hoedown, oh so sweet.

Winter snow, fire’s all a-glow,
Sleigh rides and laughing
And lots of good cheer.

I Wish that I was on ol' Rocky Top,
Down in the Tennessee hills.
There ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top,
Ain't no telephone bills.
Corn won't grow on top of Rocky Top,
Dirt's too rocky by far.
Wild as a mink, but sweet as soda pop,
I still dream about that.

Oh Rocky Top, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me
Good old Rocky Top
Rocky Top, Tennessee
Rocky Top, Tennessee.

I Wish that I was on ol' Rocky Top,
Down in the Tennessee hills.
There ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top,
Ain't no telephone bills.

Rocky Top, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me
Good old Rocky Top
Rocky Top, Tennessee
Rocky Top, Tennessee
Rocky Top, Tennessee.

Oh, I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
And I'm going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see

Well, it rained all night
The day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot,
I froze to death
Santa, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
‘Cos I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
‘Cos I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
‘Cos I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee