Moonshine Bandits - Raise Some Hell lyrics

Growing up in the south yeah it runs in my blood There’s something in the water mixed with the mud Get a little wild way out down here Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer Looking for a good time and that’s about it It’s the way that it is when you live in the sticks We raise a little hell, we make a lotta noise Yeah y’all we just some of the good old backwood boys After the party, after the football game with charlie Already had that drink in my truck they called it the best throne on wheels, Lawdie How many times on that back forty did we sit and laugh until the morning Pouring cups up, throwing down slamming them shots and funneling Deep down in the country with about a hundred younguns Running around having fun, hoping the law didn’t come We were living day to day, we just relaxed and played That’s us, that is the ways of a backwoods boy, yeah We drove around town till we had everyone around now To go to the river and drown all problem with a bottle of Crown We were sitting on a mound of rocks, grilling meat by the [?] top soft Talking tough until we were found Growing up in the south getting runs in my blood There’s something in the water mixed with the mud Get a little wild way out down here Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer Looking for a good time and that’s about it It’s the way that it is when you live in the sticks We raise a little hell, we make a lotta noise And y’all we just some of the good backwood road boys Once upon a time I was out flying down a line Talking bout zip cord, good Lord, I was in for more than I bargained for Hit the river with 65, hit the bottom, thought I died Come up and to my surprise, I’m alive, alright Living life to the fullest, never in much of a punk or bully Helping others out any chance you can ’cause you never when the time comes that you’ll be In a situation that you need help if you don’t when it comes round You’ll be stuck looking up asking why it had to happen to you Karma, I’m afraid of that myself ’cause my son acts just like his father Yeah, I’m about to pay for my raising I’m afraid the day’s gon’ come when an officer bring him up and says I’ma let him take it with [?] my son says [?] Growing up in the south getting runs in my blood There’s something in the water mixed with the mud Get a little wild way out down here Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer Looking for a good time and that’s about it It’s the way that it is when you live in the sticks We raise a little hell, we make a lotta noise And y’all we just some of the good old backwood boys Man I’m reminiscing wishing I owned me a time machine Looking at these pictures we sitting sipping that I believe Memories knee deep that’s where y’all likely to find me I’ll be with a cup in my hand like it was my IV Growing up in the south getting runs in my blood There’s something in the water mixed with the mud Get a little wild way out down here Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer Looking for a good time and that’s about it It’s the way that it is when you live in the sticks We raise a little hell, we make a lotta noise And y’all we just some of the good old backwood boys We just some backwood boys, yeah We just some backwood boys Some backwood boys, some backwood boys Some backwood boys, yeah