Lyrics
Granddad’s boots on the old wood floor
Tin roof singing like the days before
Pine tree shadows on a rusted screen
Down by the water where the air stays clean
Copper still hidden in the holler deep
Where the mountain wakes and the coyotes creep
Cool spring water running cold and clear
That’s the taste of home around here
Sweet mountain stream, make that liquor clean
Rolling through the rocks like a midnight dream
Moonshine shine like a summer moonbeam
Sweet mountain stream, keep my soul redeemed
Banjo ringing on a Friday night
Fireflies dancing in the fading light
Mason jars lined up by the creek
Strong enough to knock you off your feet
Old men laughing with a weathered grin
Talking about the trouble they were in
Young love swaying slow by the fire glow
While the river keeps its steady flow
Sweet mountain stream, make that liquor clean
Rolling through the rocks like a midnight dream
Moonshine shine like a summer moonbeam
Sweet mountain stream, keep my soul redeemed
From the blue ridge fog to the gravel roads
Every bend carries a story told
Hard times fade when the fiddle plays
And the smoke curls up through the mountain haze
Mama singing from the porch swing chair
Fresh baked pie cooling in the evening air
Church bells echo through the pines so tall
Lord, these hills still got my heart and all
Sweet mountain stream, make that liquor clean
Rolling through the rocks like a midnight dream
Moonshine shine like a summer moonbeam
Sweet mountain stream, keep my soul redeemed
When my days roll by like the river bends
And the cold wind calls me home again
Lay me down where the wildflowers lean
Beside that sweet mountain stream
Sweet mountain stream
Still running free
Carry my soul
Through Tennessee
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