Tennessee Black Whiskey (Live Stadium Rock Version)

[Verse 1]
In the Smoky Mountains where the wild ferns creep,
Where the Nolichucky runs cold and deep,
He’s got a still hid in a limestone cave,
Brewin’ black whiskey that’ll dig your grave. With a shotgun slung and a scar ‘cross his jaw,
He’s dodged the revenuers and he’s broke every law.
His eyes like flint in the firelight’s glare,
The Tennessee moonshiner, no soul can compare. [Chorus]
Tennessee black whiskey, burnin’ through the night,
Runnin’ from the law with a rebel’s fight.
With a heart of venom and a will of steel,
He’s the king of the hollows, keepin’ it real!
Oh, Tennessee black whiskey, hear his outlaw cry,
Rulin’ the Smokies ‘til the day he dies! [Verse 2]
He hauls his shine down a moonlit trail,
Through the Cumberland Gap where the coyotes wail.
His truck’s got rust, but it roars like a beast,
Feedin’ the juke joints with his liquid feast. No preacher’s word gonna chain his soul,
He’s a ramblin’ devil with a heart of coal.
With a gambler’s grin and a knife in his boot,
He’s the ghost of the hills, slippin’ past pursuit. [Chorus]
Tennessee black whiskey, burnin’ through the night,
Runnin’ from the law with a rebel’s fight.
With a heart of venom and a will of steel,
He’s the king of the hollows, keepin’ it real!
Oh, Tennessee black whiskey, hear his outlaw cry,
Rulin’ the Smokies ‘til the day he dies! [Bridge]
When the bloodhounds bay and the feds close in,
He just laughs with a whiskey-soaked grin.
Through the fog and the fight, he’s a shadow that slips,
The mountain’s his blood, and it runs through his lips. [Chorus]
Tennessee black whiskey, burnin’ through the night,
Runnin’ from the law with a rebel’s fight.
With a heart of venom and a will of steel,
He’s the king of the hollows, keepin’ it real!
Oh, Tennessee black whiskey, hear his outlaw cry,
Rulin’ the Smokies ‘til the day he dies! [Outro]
So steer clear of the hollers where the black oaks groan,
His shine’s like a curse, and his wrath’s set in stone.
From Gatlinburg’s edge to the devil’s own spring,
Cross him and you’ll burn in the moonshiner’s sting.