Lyrics:
up the holler with everything he had
It's before my time but I've been told
He never came back from Copperhead Road
Now Daddy ran the whiskey in
up the holler with everything he had
'Fore my time but I've been told
He never come back from Copperhead Road
Now Daddy ran whiskey in a big block
Amber Lynn (The Copperhead Road Song)
I'd been searching for a partner
Since I can't remember when
My bad luck reached the end at Copperhead Road
out of this place
And we went ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
dog got sick
Copperhead road yeah I got two blicks
Ran a pick and roll, brody scored and I got an assist
We ain't had to smoke an opp pack in a minute,
guess i've been about
cs good as I can stand
I found copperhead road
cnd it's true what they say
How you can't come back from it
So you can finish
with a
Swing like a door hinge (Door hinge)
Blunt rolled, Copperhead Road
(Copperhead Road)
Shoot the jukebox standin' in the club, uh oh
I get that
we grew up on
Some fishing in the dark, some Copperhead Road
Everybody just sing along
And we're gonna drink a little beer, play a little music
a midnight rodeo
The way them saloon doors swing, when they line dance to "Copperhead Road"
Some like the lager down here, that'll make you feel the way all
the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes, left some 'Church on every street
Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek
Shoulda
And don't you know that we were raised on the radio?
It's why we drink too much on Friday nights
Raise our hand in the neon lights
Copperhead Road
old George Jones
How about Waylon or that Copperhead Road
Lead
I'm a rolling stone, on a country road
Love country music and rock n Roll
The man in
they'll be a bonfire
Just like the waves, we go with the flow
There's a country boy playing on his guitar
Everybody singin to Copperhead Road
Sun's gonna
told, live life on Copperhead road
The world it has a lot to say, it's time for me to go my way
The Devil came to me and said take my lead I said forget
wires
This ain't Copperhead Road, but we've got a few grows
And our neighbor cooks crystal with fire
No cell reception for a few more elections
Need
LIFE TRYNA GET THIS BUZZ BACK
CHORUS
GIRL YOU KEEP ME RUNNING DOWN COPPERHEAD ROAD
FOR A TASTE OF HUNDRED PROOF
GIRL YOU GOT ME WAKING UP, HEAD HALF
out on Copperhead Road
We were Renegades, Rebels And Rogues
Raising hell on the Third Rock From The Sun
There's no such thing as having Too Much Fun
a little Steve Earle Copperhead Road
I'll lighten your load anyway I can
I used to have this gal she nagged all the time
And she went through my money like
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams
a cornfield in Vidalia
With some BFGoodrich tracks
That old radio playin' "Copperhead Road"
'Til the sky turned black
That was us in a two-tone Chevy
saw 'em good time dancing from 'cross the room
Getting down that copperhead road
In her going out boots
She started two stepping over
Leaned up next
boots with spurs on the heels
Saddle up your horse for this country ride
Wave your cowgirl hat to show your country pride
Miles of road led us to where
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