Bluegrass Burnin’ Songtext
von Devil’s Cut

Y′all keep that city stuff, ain't about it
150 on a one-lane headin′ out with the windows down
Blown speakers while the band break down
By the river under pale moon night
One up tryin' to catch a bite
Where we wet our lines
No, this county ain't dry!

Backroad swervin′
Mud tires turnin′
Find a little fire now
Bluegrass burnin'
Sip that bourbon
Just how we learnt it
Take a hit and hold it in
Bluegrass burnin′ (shout, come on)
(Bluegrass burnin')


Round here it′s a wildcat way of life
Don't matter if ya collar is blue or white
Every 9 to 5 needs (a high, yeah)
No this county ain′t dry!

Backroad swervin'
Mud tires turnin'
Find a little fire now
Bluegrass burnin′
Sip that bourbon
Just how we learnt it
Take a hit and hold it in
Bluegrass burnin′

We have a 9 to 5
We're gettin′ pours tonight
Gonna roll one up, tip it back, lose my mind
60 hours on the clock, now it's time to get tore up

Oh, we break our backs every motherfuckin′ day!
Bluegrass, bluetrash, all gas
Write that one my grave!
If you run down the name, it'll be your last mistake (yee haw)
Because the boys from the south gonna make you bleed


Backroad swervin′
Mud tires turnin'
Find a little fire now
Bluegrass burnin'
Sip that bourbon
Just how we learnt it
Take a hit and hold it in
Bluegrass burnin′

(Bluegrass burnin′)
Take a hit and hold it in
Bluegrass burnin'