Big City Hypnotist

We don’t cotton to your kind coming around here, Mr. Big City Hypnotist! Always waving your watch in front of other people’s faces, snapping your fingers, and expecting folks to be doing things you tell them to do. It just ain’t right! You’re gonna regret the day you ever came into this here town, old son. Now I’m gonna go and get my two brothers and we’re gonna come on back with our shotguns and teach you a lesson….
(finger snap!)
But first you’re gonna come on into the house where my wife is gonna make you a dinner with all the finest fixin’s my farm can provide. I’m even gonna get you a porterhouse steak from one of my finest cows. By the time we’re done with you, you ain’t never gonna want to come back to this here town, Mr. Big City Hypnotist!