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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#338 today
Peak #38
#83 in subgenre
Peak #11
Author
Dakoda Craft
Rights
AISoundwave
Uploaded
January 04, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 6.6 MB • 320 kbps • 2:53
Lyrics
*Verse 1*
Theres a jar on the shelf that my granddaddy made,
Clear as the creek where wed fish all day,
A little bite, a little burn goin' down slow,
Warms you up fast when the nights turn cold.
It aint for the faint, it aint for the tame,
But out here, buddy, we drink it just the same,
Around the fire with guitars in hand,
Passin' that jar like a true country band.
*Chorus*
Its moonshine nights under Tennessee stars,
Passin' around that old Mason jar,
Sippin' on memories and songs from the past,
With a burn in our chests and a laugh thatll last.
It aint for everyone, but its all we need,
Just a little bit of moonshine and good company.
*Verse 2*
Mama warned me itd knock me flat,
Said, "Boy, thats not water in your granddaddys vat,"
But I took a swig, just to see,
And it hit like a freight train, wild and free.
Now every Friday when the sun goes down,
We gather out back on the edge of town,
Pour one out for the ones we miss,
And raise our jars to nights like this.
*Chorus*
Its moonshine nights under Tennessee stars,
Passin' around that old Mason jar,
Sippin' on memories and songs from the past,
With a burn in our chests and a laugh thatll last.
It aint for everyone, but its all we need,
Just a little bit of moonshine and good company.
*Bridge*
That old homemade lightnin sure does sting,
But its a taste of the freedom this life brings,
Out here in the sticks where were wild and proud,
We raise it high, singin loud.
*Chorus*
Yeah, its moonshine nights under Tennessee stars,
Passin' around that old Mason jar,
Sippin' on memories and songs from the past,
With a burn in our chests and a laugh thatll last.
It aint for everyone, but its all we need,
Just a little bit of moonshine and good company.
*Outro*
So if youre ever near, just follow the light,
And come have a taste of these moonshine nights,
Where the stars shine bright and the spirits flow,
In the heart of the hills, down an old dirt road.
