Sour Mash
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โฑ๏ธ 2:24 duration
๐ ID: 9112113
๐ Lyrics
The town I come from's mostly sky
Even though the county's dry
That didn't stop the stream nearby
From giving us a daughter
She was born in a barrel of American oak
Made of sugar, maple, and charcoal smoke
She just goes to show your folks
What God can do with water
When I go below the gloomy ground
You better buy the room a round
Let her weep and lift a glass
Of bitter-sweet sour mash
Once when I was going through
Those same old famous, same old blues
Tired of either crying to you
Or cussin up a quarrelin'
Yes, I slipped and sipped astray
Only took one taste to see the way
Back to Tennessee to stay
Tennessee my darlin'
And when I go below the gloomy ground
You better buy the room a round
Let her weep and lift a glass
Of bitter-sweet sour mash
I don't want no Beaujolais
Sake, Cider, Chardonnay
Keep Tequila far away
You know what I'm cravin'
Ain't Champagne all fine and chilled
It's not all rot-gut 'shine, and swill
You ask me, life's a cask
Of bitter-sweet sour mash
And when I go below the gloomy ground
You better buy the room a round
Let her weep and lift a glass
Of bitter-sweet sour mash
Even though the county's dry
That didn't stop the stream nearby
From giving us a daughter
She was born in a barrel of American oak
Made of sugar, maple, and charcoal smoke
She just goes to show your folks
What God can do with water
When I go below the gloomy ground
You better buy the room a round
Let her weep and lift a glass
Of bitter-sweet sour mash
Once when I was going through
Those same old famous, same old blues
Tired of either crying to you
Or cussin up a quarrelin'
Yes, I slipped and sipped astray
Only took one taste to see the way
Back to Tennessee to stay
Tennessee my darlin'
And when I go below the gloomy ground
You better buy the room a round
Let her weep and lift a glass
Of bitter-sweet sour mash
I don't want no Beaujolais
Sake, Cider, Chardonnay
Keep Tequila far away
You know what I'm cravin'
Ain't Champagne all fine and chilled
It's not all rot-gut 'shine, and swill
You ask me, life's a cask
Of bitter-sweet sour mash
And when I go below the gloomy ground
You better buy the room a round
Let her weep and lift a glass
Of bitter-sweet sour mash
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.37] The town I come from's mostly sky
[00:09.11] Even though the county's dry
[00:11.82] That didn't stop the stream nearby
[00:13.64] From giving us a daughter
[00:16.34] She was born in a barrel of American oak
[00:20.91] Made of sugar, maple, and charcoal smoke
[00:23.65] She just goes to show your folks
[00:24.58] What God can do with water
[00:28.13] When I go below the gloomy ground
[00:29.96] You better buy the room a round
[00:32.75] Let her weep and lift a glass
[00:35.49] Of bitter-sweet sour mash
[00:44.42] Once when I was going through
[00:47.16] Those same old famous, same old blues
[00:48.97] Tired of either crying to you
[00:50.85] Or cussin up a quarrelin'
[00:55.36] Yes, I slipped and sipped astray
[00:58.00] Only took one taste to see the way
[01:00.77] Back to Tennessee to stay
[01:01.63] Tennessee my darlin'
[01:05.30] And when I go below the gloomy ground
[01:07.08] You better buy the room a round
[01:10.75] Let her weep and lift a glass
[01:12.52] Of bitter-sweet sour mash
[01:36.10] I don't want no Beaujolais
[01:39.85] Sake, Cider, Chardonnay
[01:41.61] Keep Tequila far away
[01:43.47] You know what I'm cravin'
[01:46.11] Ain't Champagne all fine and chilled
[01:48.86] It's not all rot-gut 'shine, and swill
[01:50.68] You ask me, life's a cask
[01:52.59] Of bitter-sweet sour mash
[01:57.97] And when I go below the gloomy ground
[01:59.70] You better buy the room a round
[02:01.53] Let her weep and lift a glass
[02:06.91] Of bitter-sweet sour mash
[02:16.01]
[00:09.11] Even though the county's dry
[00:11.82] That didn't stop the stream nearby
[00:13.64] From giving us a daughter
[00:16.34] She was born in a barrel of American oak
[00:20.91] Made of sugar, maple, and charcoal smoke
[00:23.65] She just goes to show your folks
[00:24.58] What God can do with water
[00:28.13] When I go below the gloomy ground
[00:29.96] You better buy the room a round
[00:32.75] Let her weep and lift a glass
[00:35.49] Of bitter-sweet sour mash
[00:44.42] Once when I was going through
[00:47.16] Those same old famous, same old blues
[00:48.97] Tired of either crying to you
[00:50.85] Or cussin up a quarrelin'
[00:55.36] Yes, I slipped and sipped astray
[00:58.00] Only took one taste to see the way
[01:00.77] Back to Tennessee to stay
[01:01.63] Tennessee my darlin'
[01:05.30] And when I go below the gloomy ground
[01:07.08] You better buy the room a round
[01:10.75] Let her weep and lift a glass
[01:12.52] Of bitter-sweet sour mash
[01:36.10] I don't want no Beaujolais
[01:39.85] Sake, Cider, Chardonnay
[01:41.61] Keep Tequila far away
[01:43.47] You know what I'm cravin'
[01:46.11] Ain't Champagne all fine and chilled
[01:48.86] It's not all rot-gut 'shine, and swill
[01:50.68] You ask me, life's a cask
[01:52.59] Of bitter-sweet sour mash
[01:57.97] And when I go below the gloomy ground
[01:59.70] You better buy the room a round
[02:01.53] Let her weep and lift a glass
[02:06.91] Of bitter-sweet sour mash
[02:16.01]