Chorus
Moonshine jars in my backpack, runnin' from the law
Got a devil on my shoulder and a girl in Arkansas
Chewin' on tobacco, got mud up on my jeans
Fiddle screams, mandolin dreams, high on Appalachian greens
Post-Chorus
Hey there, holler boys, get rowdy, let it ring
Hey there, mountain girls, come dance and sing
Verse 2
I got a banjo, got some papers, pockets full of seeds
Old man cussin' on the porch, don't care about my deeds
Southern fried mischief, empty bottles line the fence
Celtic whiskey burnin', every sin feels immense
Pre-Chorus
Rollin' down the dirt road, cops can't catch my ride
Life smells like trouble, but Lord knows I tried
Chorus
Moonshine jars in my backpack, runnin' from the law
Got a devil on my shoulder and a girl in Arkansas
Chewin' on tobacco, got mud up on my jeans
Fiddle screams, mandolin dreams, high on Appalachian greens
Post-Chorus
Hey there, holler boys, get rowdy, let it ring
Hey there, mountain girls, come dance and sing
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