Way Down Yonder

Up in the hills Where coppers don't crack down on them copper stills We're makin' trap door, tax-free, dollar bills Up in the holler deals An honest way to make a living Six-shot heavy metal hangin' from a holster In case we run into them boys from the county line over Way down yonder where the outlaws wander You can feel that thunder in your bones Rippin' hot rod runners under moonlight cover Just some back glass gunners on the road Where you buy your bud with your moonshine money Make your love where thе bees make honey When the cut's whеre you're born and raised Man, it's in your blood, we were born this way down yonder Way down, way down, way down Way down yonder You can't avoid A bunch of Bootleg Bertie's and their bandit boys On some outpost wanted-poster Polaroids Sayin', "Dead or alive," goin' 85 Way down yonder where the outlaws wander You can feel that thunder in your bones Rippin' hot rod runners under moonlight cover Just some back glass gunners on the road Where you buy your bud with your moonshine money Make your love where the bees make honey When the cut's where you're born and raised Man, it's in your blood, we were born this way down yonder Way down, way down, way down Way down yonder Way down, way down, way down Way down yonder Somewhere between the hooch and hell raisin' We all need savin' Way down yonder where the outlaws wander You can feel that thunder in your bones Rippin' hot rod runners under moonlight cover Some back glass gunners on the road Where you buy your bud with your moonshine money Make your love where the bees make honey When the cut's where you're born and raised Man, it's in your blood, we were born this way down yonder Way down, way down, way down Way down yonder Way down, way down, way down Way down yonder Way down yonder Way down yonder