Sitting in the Backwoods Lyrics

Sitting in the backwoods

Getting high on moonshine

Hotter than sunshine

On a summers day

Banging on a five string

Giving money to the angels

Crying like children

About nothing at all

When I was working

At the country station

Tuesdays and Fridays

For the rockin' roll hour

Eating beans for breakfast

Yeah the dice were loaded

And I'm out here moaning

In the wind and rain

I can tell you want a reason

So I'll give you an answer

Hang me up for treason

'Till the walls come down

And if you don't need me

Give it all to your brother

Go and tend to your mother

Every now and then

Sitting on the front porch

Smoking on some reefer

Sweating and a chopping

Sweet tatters and reaper

Make a little hot sauce

Gonna put it in my gumbo

It's gonna be the best hoedown you ever seen

In this mountain town

I can tell you want a reason

So I'll give you an answer

Hang me up for treason

'Till the walls come down

And if you don't need me

Give it all to your brother

Go and tend to your mother

Every now and then

I can tell you want a reason

So I'll give you an answer

Hang me up for treason

'Till the walls come down

And if you don't need me

Give it all to your brother

Go and tend to your mother

Every now and then

Go and tend to your mother

Every now and then