When I's a young'un up in the mountains

we'd sit and listen to the radio.

And after we got electricity,

well, we'd listen to it even more.

To the sounds of the Grand Ole Opry

on WSM.

Oh, that hillbilly music

when we tuned in to it

gave us all a big toothless grin.

Well, they was Roy Acuff and Minnie Pearl,

Stringbean and Grandpa Jones.

Tennessee Ernie, The Carter Family.

They was Homer and Jethro.

And they'd all come down out of the mountains,

took their music out on the road

and they could pick it quick as they could pick corn and cotton

or a mountain boy could pick his nose.

Singin' 'Howdy folks!' 'Howdy folks!'

'It's so nice to be here with you! Howdy Folks!'

'Howdy folks!' Howdy folks!'

'It's so nice to be here with you! Howdy folks!'

It were a banjo and a fiddle,

guitar and washboard jamboree!

Stars with hardly and educations

in their long johns and dungarees.

Oh, it weren't a bit sophisticated

but for makin' folks happy, it worked.

And we danced around our hillbilly shanties

kickin' up the dust and dirt.

But time goes on they tell me

and them good old days is gone.

All our friends from WSM

have pretty well all passed on.

And the Opry's moved from the Ryman,

but me I'm a-stayin' right here.

Just like that radio back home.

Busted and gatherin' dust for years.

But singin' 'Howdy folks!' 'Howdy folks!'

'It's so nice to be here with you! Howdy folks!'

'Howdy folks!' Howdy folks!'

It's so nice to be here with you! Howdy folks!'