Smoky Mountain Special ft. Adam Mac Lyrics

Her pops raised her working on the farm

Taught her to love the land and how to grow a pine

When that little girl turned eighteen

She learned that her family tree

Grew all the weed in Eastern, Tennessee

His daddy spent his nights keeping a still hot in the mountains

And it passed down to him the day they laid him in the ground

And now he's cooking up the lightning

And making all the rounds to every politician, preacher and teacher in this town

(Oh lord)

Everybody's needing something to get by

Someone somewhere made the fix that gets you high

I ain't judging

Ain't above it

If you like it, then I love it

You can get drunk

You get stoned

Whatever makes you feel a little less alone

Moonshine medicine goes better with lettuce from the devil

Around here we call that the smoky mountain special

Momma said that love and moonshine

Both will make you blind

One sip was all it took

And she was crossing more than county lines

Now that boy's about as much trouble as his daddy was

Running from the law must run in that family's blood

Oh lord

Everybody's needing something to get by

Someone somewhere made the fix that gets you high

I ain't judging

Ain't above it

If you like it, then I love it

You can get drunk

You get stoned

Whatever makes you feel a little less alone

Moonshine medicine goes better with lettuce from the devil

Around here we call that the smoky mountain special

You can get drunk

You get stoned

Whatever makes you feel a little less alone

Moonshine medicine goes better with lettuce from the devil

Around here we call that the smoky mountain special