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

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

Oil 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 Hillbilly.

Can we help you, Pa?

We?

Cousin Bessie, little Auntie and me.

Come on over.

You don't know what to call that critter cousin, Ellie.

Why not?

Well, you see, Jethro's your cousin, and that puts Jethro and her in the same...

Well, never mind.

I reckon I just gotta get used to being a monkey's uncle.

Got the sign about ready, Jed?

Written here, Granny.