Folks tell me I should go to the city and go to school and learn a lot of things

But I already know what makes the fox fire glow

And just what time the robbin redbreast sings

Well I know that the possum likes persimmons

And I know that fishes breathe out through their gills

So while I can kill a squirell and court the sweetest girl

I'm the king of the Cannon County hills

Let the senor have his senorita let the hippy have his LSD and thrills

But when I'm with my darling in the mountains

I'm the king of the Cannon County hills



Well the things I know you cannot learn in college

And I don't need cash cause I ain't got no bills

I can tell you in a flash just how long to cook your mash

And the best come from the Cannon County hills

Let the senor have his senorita...

[ fiddle - el.banjo ]

Now I'm not saying don't go to college cause knowledge sure will cure a lot of ills

But I know this little song is a gettin' away too long

Come and see me in the Cannon County hills

Let the senor have his senorita...

I'm the king of the Cannon County hills