Since the days of prohibition 'round here they've been making shine
I had an uncle go to prison running jugs across state lines
He told the judge who let him out, you'll never catch me doing that again
He got a faster car and they never did
I'm a son of the mountains, I'm a son a of a gun
I'm as free as the river that through this hollar runs
Blame who I am on where I'm from
'Cause I'm a son, I'm a son of the mountains
By the time they make it legal, we're a long way down that road
Hell, I don't care who you marry, what you brew or what you grow
Up here we believe in freedom
If there's a hill to die on, well that's mine
Yeah, it might be an uphill climb
But I'm a son of the mountains, I'm a son a of a gun
Would you like a little moonshine? I think I've got some
A little uphill climb don't scare me none
'Cause I'm a son, I'm a son of the mountains
The good Lord willing and the creek don't rise
It don't matter when you're up this high
Dog on the porch, chicken in the pan
Come on baby, take my hand
Yeah, you're a daughter of the land and
I'm a son of the mountains (I'm a song of the mountains)
I'm a son a of a gun (I'm a son of a gun)
I'm as free as a river (I'm as free as a river)
That through this hollar runs (through this hollar runs)
The highs and lows don't scare me none
'Cause I'm a son (I'm a son)
I'm the son of the mountains
The good Lord willing and the creek don't rise
It don't matter when you're up this high
I'm a son of the mountains (I'm a son of the mountains)
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