Backwoods BBQ Love Story (response remix to Leslie Dale Hall Backwoods Blackberry Smoke )

[Verse 1] Good old backwoods country girl, wake up where the pine trees glow, Coffee in a mason jar, hair up and my bare feet slow. Marinade on chicken wings, brisket rubbin’ nice and low, Textin’ all my people, tell ’em, “BBQ, y’all better show.” [Chorus] Whiskey peach sweet tea, that’s our sippin’ every night, We got brisket and burnt ends, ribs sauced up just right. Coleslaw in the firelight, cornbread in the smoke, Hearts beatin’ time while we’re dancin’, laughin’, crackin’ jokes. [Verse 2] Front porch table’s loaded up, burgers sizzle, veggies roast, Mac and cheese all extra thick, Grandma guards it like a ghost. Potato salad, pickles stacked, baked beans bubblin’ nice and slow, Kids are tossin’ horseshoes while the uncles run the cornhole show. [Chorus] Whiskey peach sweet tea, that’s our sippin’ every night, We got brisket and burnt ends, ribs sauced up just right. Coleslaw in the firelight, cornbread in the smoke, Hearts beatin’ time while we’re dancin’, laughin’, crackin’ jokes. [Bridge] You slide in with that sideways grin, say, “Girl, you run this scene,” Ketchup on your faded shirt, best damn thing I’ve ever seen. Line dance in the gravel dust, two-step when the beat gets close, Shotgun sips and cheeky quips, that’s our kind of almost-toast. [Chorus] Whiskey peach sweet tea, that’s our sippin’ every night, We got brisket and burnt ends, ribs sauced up just right. Coleslaw in the firelight, cornbread in the smoke, Hearts beatin’ time while we’re dancin’, laughin’, crackin’ jokes. [Outro] Good old backwoods country girl, lovin’ how the night winds blow, Down here at the cookout, that’s the only life I know. BBQ on our fingers, cherry wine on my coat, Still spinnin’ in your arms to that banjo-fiddle groove we wrote.