Come and listen to the story about a man named Jed, the poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up to the ground come a bumbling crude.

Oh, that is black gold, Texas tea.

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

Said, California's the place you ought to be.

So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.

Swimming pools, movie stars.

The Beverly Hillbillies.

Jethro!

Did you go back to bed again?

Now you get down here and put me a daybreak!

I'm up, Granny!

You've been up twice before!

Now, if you ain't dressed and down here in five minutes, you go without breakfast!

Morning, Uncle Jed.

Boy, I sure did sleep up an appetite.

Hold on, boy.

Wait a minute.

Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle Jed.