Black Stone Cherry - Backwoods Gold - Текст песни

Back woods gold 
And I'm back on the road 
Playin' moonshine games 
But the taste is gonna be the same 

Hotrods to hell 
And the angels are rollin' 
I wanna go 
Where that hill-tea is flowin' 
Hotrods to hell 
And the angels are rollin' 
Where ole' Mary Jane's growin' 

A little sign out front 
Reads dinner, pool, and lunch 
But that card in his hat 
Will tell you what's flowin' out the back 
Hotrods to hell 

And the angels are rollin' 
I wanna go 
Where that hill-tea is flowin' 
Hotrods to hell 
And the angels are rollin' 
Where ole' Mary Jane's growin' 

Old men laughin' 
While the whittle away their past" 
The law think they know 
But the bootleg man he gets the last laugh 

Hotrods to hell 
And the angels are rollin' 
I wanna go 
Where that hill-tea is flowin' 
Hotrods to hell 
And the angels are rollin' 
Where ole' Mary Jane's growin'