Low Moaning Song (feat. Audley Freed) [Live]

Way back in a holler I once heard a low moaning song The sound it was carried It seemed like the trees sang along Those hills whispered softly And sure as I heard it was gone That song spoke of places Where my soul would always be free Where stories of heartache And travel run wild like the breeze And men have discovered They're lost or they're found if they see Goes like this Come on children raise your glass Watch the world go by so fast We like whiskey, we like beer Won't let no blues stay long round here Just call my name one time I love to cross that line I'll sing about whiskey And watch you drink with me And tell you this story of mine My conscience left me stranded Like some old forgotten cabin in the pines And to this day I still can't think Of many times I never crossed the line This life of sin ain't giving in But all it tries to charge me is my mind There's no rhyme or reason to explain the things I do Just pick a road see where it goes and hum that old low tune Goes like this Come on children raise your glass Watch the world go by so fast We like whiskey we like beer Won't let no blues stay long round here Come on children raise your glass Watch the world go by so fast We like whiskey we like beer Won't let no blues stay long round here Just call my name one time I love to cross that line I'll sing about whiskey And make you drink with me And tell you this story of mine I'll sing about whiskey And watch you drink with me And tell you this story of mine