Lyrics:
on her neck
Nectar from a mason jar
Seven dollar dress she's
Super cute, and plenty bad
Thirty twenty-two thirty-six and a half
I, hope the dude
a-drinkin' from a mason jar
He said, "John, you better get yourself to work or you're gonna fool around 'til you get fired."
John blew the dust from his
I hit da club I'm hit da mall later
Told dat ***** wassup I wanna **** let me get dem draws later
I jus broke down a whole P stuffed in a jar mason
I
clear as water in a mason jar
The lemonade got hearty
and Lord the party was on
Chorus:
That ol' boom box got louder and louder
Actin' civilized didn't
me
Caught a body on a nigga bm now it's Stuck wit me
Im tryna run me up a whole M
I'm way past tryna touch fifty
I remember carrying mason jars to my
a drinkin' from a Mason jar
He said John you better get yourself to work you gonna fool around till you get fired
John blew the dust from his old 44 put two
to the fiddles and a steel guitar
Them city folk was drinking from Mason jars
I think I found what paradise might be
The city put the country back in me
When
I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car,
But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar.
I know how to work and how ta have fun,
I'm
and hookers
And we like to drink our beer from a Mason jar
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm I love this bar, yes I do
I like my truck
(I like my truck)
And I like
on an old guitar
Moonshine in a mason jar
And just feelin' alive
At peace with who you are
Real things, I love 'em, I always have
Like Grandma's kitchen
[Verse 1]
Lazy summer sundown, front porch of this old house,
Lightning bugs in a mason jar,
There's a four-lane comming through, they break
For my neck
Sun through the window oil spattered
And in mason jars
Tricked plenty seeds thrive
The standing joke
Around the shop was
With
and mason jars of shine
I think about the vices I've let take me over time
I recall when I's a baby, I didn't need nothin' around
But a little bitty
"My Heart Will Go On"
And bring those tattoo'd freaks back to our place in a mason jar
You had something to prove
Since you went underground
I've
what we wear
That makes us who we are
It's the way we were raised, it's the blood in our veins
And the shine in our mason jar
'Cause there'll
Shooting out gravel, saying oh, my stars
She's Dukes of Hazzard in her daddy's car
Amazing Grace in a Mason jar, have mercy
You can go around the block
He was born with a whole lot of soul
He's a son of the south
He's already picked cotton and a little guitar
Drank his milk from a mason jar
He knows
We could use a bigger house
We need a new car
The money in the bank
Could fill a mason jar
And there's nothing 'round here
That don't need fixing
But
and mason jars
Old song, sing along, neckle through the hills and hollars all night long
Good old boys pickin' at 'em old guitars
A wild bunch, clean front, I
heart breaking aching eggs and bacon country songs
They take me back to hardwood floors out door johns and mason jars
It's all I can do to believe that
MASON JAR IS FULL OF SHINE
TELL ME GIRL NOW WHAT CHA THINK
I’M YOURS YEAH BABY LETS RIDE
TAKE A LITTLE SLOW RIDE, WE GOT NOTHING BUT TIME TO LOSE
WE
Straight gold bars is all that I'm fed
Fill a mason jar, but don't open the lid
Keep it nice and cool in your fridge
What I will find will cause some shock
it right
We like the same team and wear the same orange
We drink the same kinda clear from a mason jar
And when you're hearing this song on the radio
you
Hide it in a mason jar
Nobody now can save you
It don't matter where you are
Turn your light down low
Hear the four wins blow
Bow your head to pray
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