Burtucky Breakdown Songtext
von Scott Cooley

They moved from Kentucky up to Burton
For them high-payin′ shop rat jobs
They had to get used to bein' called hillbillies
Never hung around those Grand Blanc snobs

They moved from Kentucky up to Burton
Took the highway to Flint after the war
When the strikes shut down all the coal mines
They went to GM to get a foot in the door


Like Snuffy Smith in the funny papers
Like Jed Clampett on the TV
Like Fred Flintstone when the whistle would blow
Hollerin′ yabba, dabba, do! We're finally free

They moved from Kentucky up to Burton
Generous Motors even helped 'em find shelter
Thought they were less likely to unionize
But the southerners they all stuck together

Like Snuffy Smith in the funny papers
Like Jed Clampett on the TV
Like Fred Flintstone when the whistle would blow
Hollerin′ yabba, dabba, do! We′re livin' the dream


They moved from Kentucky up to Burton
Can′t drink the water now and it's lost its charm
Their jobs were all given to China and Mexico
They′d be better off back home down on the farm