Appalachian High

[Verse] Sun dips low, smoke rolls thick, Moonshine jars, got that backwoods kick. Weed in the wind, it’s a green gold breeze, Hillbilly high, climbing Appalachian trees. [Chorus] Red dirt road, where the party don’t end, Smoke in the air, whiskey with friends. Laughs so loud, echo off the pines, Backwoods high life, living just fine. [Verse 2] Camo hat tilted, boots in the mud, Fishing pole chillin’, cooler full of suds. Blunts get lit, sparks dance in the dark, Fireflies blink, bonfire’s our heart. [Bridge] Keg on the stump, tunes bumping hard, Guitar strums raw, beats hit like a shard. Bassline shakes, whole forest alive, Riding this rhythm, just trying to survive. [Chorus] Red dirt road, where the party don’t end, Smoke in the air, whiskey with friends. Laughs so loud, echo off the pines, Backwoods high life, living just fine. [Verse 3] Cornbread crumbs and a shot for the crew, Holler at the stars, sky’s shining true. Raccoons creeping, they want in on the feast, Country boys rolling, unleashing the beast.