Copper Fire Nights

[Verse 1]
There's a copper glow in the midnight shade,
Corn and rye in a dance we made.
Pitchin' yeast in a whisperin' stream,
Out in the backwoods where we chase a dream.
Fake Walmart jars don't tell the tale,
Of the fire we catch and the smoke we trail.
[Chorus]
Copper fire nights, runnin' wild and free,
Moonshine rivers flowin' under old oak trees.
Mason jars clinkin', hearts beatin' fast,
The law’s on our heels, but they’ll never outlast.
Copper fire nights, they burn in our veins,
A bootlegger’s life, in the whiskey rain.
[Verse 2]
Hounds are howlin', the sheriff’s near,
The still’s hummin’ like it knows no fear.
Smoke rolls soft where the shadows lie,
Hidin' secrets in the darkened sky.
Fake suits talk big in the city lights,
But they don't know the song of these copper nights.
[Prechorus]
The creek runs cold, the fire burns hot,
We’re just simple folks, but we give all we’ve got.
[Chorus]
Copper fire nights, runnin' wild and free,
Moonshine rivers flowin' under old oak trees.
Mason jars clinkin', hearts beatin' fast,
The law’s on our heels, but they’ll never outlast.
Copper fire nights, they burn in our veins,
A bootlegger’s life, in the whiskey rain.
[Bridge]
From the still to the road, in the moon’s faint glow,
We live by the rhythm of the batch we sow.
The backwoods whisper, “Don’t get caught,”
But the copper nights hold what the daylight forgot.

upright bass, fake, driving acoustic guitar, country, male vocals, banjo picking, and fiddle weaving through a raw and lively arrangement, country and bluegrass, bluegrass