Oh, nahw wait jes' a minute, suh...Ah'm without a doubt suthuhn, but I ain't no kahnda hillbilly.
Well, looky waht we got owah sevs heah; wunna them uppity genteel bowahs. I rekin yo to propah to drink yo tea from a masun jah? Let this heah hillbilly learn ya thing er two

Jus set'cho sef down boah, cuz skools'n seshun....
The wuhd 'hillbilly' ain't nothin be shamed bout. Y'see, them fellers come over yondr from Ahrlund's all named Wilyum (on account most of'm wuz Protestan'- Wilyum uv Ornj thayut is). Wellsir, they all settled down in the hills all over Southlayund. Purty soon theysa minny of'm runnin' round you caint tell a who's who. An you knowot? Ahl be danged ifit wudn' them wominfolk didn take notice an up'n stahted callin th' minfolk 'hillbilly'. So if'n y'all gotta lil Arsh inya an you from the Southlayund, wahhhh that done makes you a lilbit hillbilly. Cors nowadays, we gotsa minny folks from ahl over this heah blue mahble, ah rekin hillbilly's got ahl kahdsa diffrn't blood in'm; Jermin, Surb, Pohlish, Ahrbik, an on an on.
Ah sho hope y'all come away with a diffrn't view of us hillbilly's now cuz tain't nuthin rong with bein a hillbilly...
"Gitars an cadillacs, hillbilly muzic. It's the only thang that keeps me hangin' on".....
Respecfully,
Gabriel