Backwood's and Banjo's

Bonfire poppin', moonlight drippin'

Smoke in the air got my whole crew trippin'

Boots by the tree stump, jar full of tea

That ain't sweet — that's THC

Backwoods rolled like a cinnamon log

Got the pine cone scent mixed with blueberry fog

Granny said don't be playin' with fire

But we roll logs up daily just to get higher

Backwoods and banjos, smokin'

In camo Stars so bright make the blunt

Hit slow Holler at the moon

While the crickets all chant Got a hillbilly buzz

And a million-dollar plant

Backwoods and banjos

Lighters in hand though High as the tree line

Higher than the land go Pick a little tune

Pass that flame We don't play games

We just spark and sang

Pine box speakers with a 12-pack beat

Got the dogs in the yard and a nug on my seat

Slide that banjo like a steel guitar

And roll that green like a Cuban cigar

Talk strain talk? We bilingual here Blue Dream lullabies

And some Bubba in the rear Mason jar full of Appalachian gold

One hit deep make a grown man fold

Ain't nothin' fake

It's just sticks and smoke Real leaf, real folks, real life

Real jokes We ain't starvin' but we ain't that rich

Still grow loud and laugh till we twitch

Backwoods and banjos

Smokin' in camo Stars so bright make the blunt hit slow

Holler at the moon while the crickets all chant

Got a hillbilly buzz and a million-dollar plant

Backwoods and banjos

Lighters in hand though High as the tree line

Higher than the land go Pick a little tune

Pass that flame We don't play games

We just spark and sang

Don't need no crowd

Just a log to sit on, a tune to hum

And a blunt to burn

That's real peace, partner