Backwoods Shine

Rust on the truck, tires chewin' red clay

Mason jar dreams, sippin' on a better day

Hickory smoke curlin', dusk paints the pine

Got a fire in my chest, call it backwoods shine

Moonlight on the water, shadows in the pines

Heartbeat of the holler, rhythm of the vines

North Georgia runnin', can't stop the line

We don’t drink the whiskey, we sip backwoods shine

Hounds barkin’ low, frogs hum a bass line

Crickets on percussion, night feels divine

Granpa's old recipe, fire in the soul

Triple X burnin’, worth more than gold

Stash it in the barn, under old hay bales

Coppers on the trail, but they follow ghost tales

Roads twistin' tighter than a rattler's spine

They’ll never catch the taste of that backwoods shine

Moonlight on the water, shadows in the pines

Heartbeat of the holler, rhythm of the vines

North Georgia runnin', can't stop the line

We don’t drink the whiskey, we sip backwoods shine

Banjo's pluckin’, stars in the sky

Smokin’ still whispers, watch the embers fly

North Georgia livin’, where the legends align

Forever chasin’ that backwoods shine