Backwoods Bonfire Queen(response remix to Leslie Dale Hall Backwoods Blackberry Smoke)

[Verse 1] Good old backwoods country girl, livin' where the pine trees grow, Bossin’ round the fire ring, that’s all you really need to know. Camp chairs in a circle, blankets on the gravel road, Coolers by the pickup where the creek is runnin’ lazy low. [Chorus] Moonshine and cornbread, that’s our supper every night, Pulled pork, brisket, smokin’ till the stars are shinin’ bright. Hot links on the grill rack, sweet tea packed on ice, Hearts beatin’ time to that banjo while the fiddle cuts twice. [Verse 2] Campfire sparks are dancin’, fireflies are startin’ to glow, Bare feet by the barbecue, movin’ with the music’s flow. I’m pourin’ jars of moonshine, peach and apple sippin’ slow, Tellin’ all the wild-time tales ’round that banjo’s steady roll. [Chorus] Moonshine and cornbread, that’s our supper every night, Pulled pork, brisket, smokin’ till the stars are shinin’ bright. Hot links on the grill rack, sweet tea packed on ice, Hearts beatin’ time to that banjo while the fiddle cuts twice. [Bridge] Potato salad, baked beans, cherry cobbler sticky sweet, Lawn games in the shadows where the pine and camp smoke meet. Cool girls on the tailgate, dancin’ like we own the night, Feelin’ every note that rings in the firelight. [Chorus] Moonshine and cornbread, that’s our supper every night, Pulled pork, brisket, smokin’ till the stars are shinin’ bright. Hot links on the grill rack, sweet tea packed on ice, Hearts beatin’ time to that banjo while the fiddle cuts twice. [Outro] Good old backwoods country girl, livin’ where the pine trees grow, Down here by the campfire, that’s the only life I know. Smoke on my dress hem, barbecue sauce on my coat, Still pickin’ in the dark while that fiddle chases every note.