Songtext von Fire In The Hollar

Work everyday trying to do what’s right But man I’m barely getting by Come up with a plan try to beat the man, get ahead before I die So I found me a deal on a rusty old steel in the backwoods of Tennessee Im a rum runnin, boot legging, white lightening, outlaw tryin to raise a family Im down to my last dime, runnin out of time Uncle Sam don’t know it all, gotta feed the kids, Man damn the law, Lord knows its hard tryin to make that dollar A few copper lines and some mason jars Couple country boys with supped-up cars Make you feel real good, its strong & kinda hard to swallar That fire in the hollar Ive worked these hands down to the bone for these bills that I cant pay Dawn til dusk, dusk til dawn it’s non-stop everyday Lord I aint been one to complain, I’ve always made it thru But something’s gotta give, a mans gotta live Gotta do what he’s gotta do I’m chewing my last straw, they push me way to far Uncle Sam don’t know it all, gotta feed the kids, Man damn the law, Lord knows its hard tryin to make that dollar A few copper lines and some mason jars Couple country boys with supped-up cars Make you feel real good, its strong & kinda hard to swallar That fire in the holler I'm down to my last dime, runnin out of time Uncle Sam don’t know it all, gotta feed the kids, Man damn the law, Lord knows its hard tryin to make that dollar A few copper lines and some mason jars Couple country boys with supped-up cars Make you feel real good, its strong & kinda hard to swallar That fire in the hollar