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 to the ground come a bubbling crude.

Oil, that is.

Black gold.

Swimming pools, movie stars.

The Beverly Hillbillies.

Doinks and tally-ho, my liege, or Junk Row Depot Dean, at thy service.

What's got into you, boy, and what's that you got into?

These are the kind of royal raiments we's going to be wearing over at your castle.

A what?

I was over at the bank when Mr. Drysdale got the word, so I went over to the studio and got us some Queen Elizabeth clothes.

Queen Elizabeth?

Anybody?

Wait, uh, just us royal folks.

This here was worn by Frances Drake.

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 removed the beverly.