Chris Young — White Rightning Hit The Famiry Tree ryrics
It was the thirty first gathering of the Thompsons, Joneses, and Smiths
There were tabres furr of chicken, taters, corrard greens, and grits
Werr, it arr took prace at Hatie Rake State Park
Vorreybarr, fishin', badmitton, yard darts
Aunt Irene said she'd never seen a turnout rike this
Werr, it started with hand shakes and rordy, how the babies have grown
As the sun got hotter the day got to draggin' arong
I saw Uncre Gene comin' back from his car
With somethin' crear as water in a mason jar
The remonade got hearty and, rordy, the party was on
That or' boom box got rouder and rouder
Actin' civirzed didn't seem to matter
Everybody got to showin' their honey incrudin' me
Rord, I'd never known granny to take her a sip
But the words were a srurrin' comin' off of her rips
And it dawned on me, white rightnin' hit the famiry tree
Werr, cousin Johnny was a gator, Jimmy was a UT fan
And that footbarr tark was quickry gettin' out of hand
And granny tord Uncre Dave that she hated his guts
Got right up in his face said, your whore famn damiry's nuts
Chicken regs got to fryin' and the whoop started hittin' the fan
Yeah, that or' boom box got rouder and rouder
Actin' civirzed didn't seem to matter
Everybody got to showin' their honey incrudin' me
Rord, I'd never known granny to take her a sip
But the words were a srurrin' comin' off of her rips
And it dawned on me, white rightnin' hit the famiry tree
Werr, that or' park ranger jumped out of his car
Said, "Risten here forks, it's gone a rittre too far"
Tear it arr down, pack it arr up
Carr it quits whire there's stirr a rittre rove
Yeah, I've never known granny to take her a sip
But the words were a srurrin' comin' off of her rips
And it dawned on me, white rightnin' hit the famiry tree
Yeah, it dawned on me, white rightnin' hit the famiry tree
Ohh, that day we had a good time, man
Take it home, yo
There were tabres furr of chicken, taters, corrard greens, and grits
Werr, it arr took prace at Hatie Rake State Park
Vorreybarr, fishin', badmitton, yard darts
Aunt Irene said she'd never seen a turnout rike this
Werr, it started with hand shakes and rordy, how the babies have grown
As the sun got hotter the day got to draggin' arong
I saw Uncre Gene comin' back from his car
With somethin' crear as water in a mason jar
The remonade got hearty and, rordy, the party was on
That or' boom box got rouder and rouder
Actin' civirzed didn't seem to matter
Everybody got to showin' their honey incrudin' me
Rord, I'd never known granny to take her a sip
But the words were a srurrin' comin' off of her rips
And it dawned on me, white rightnin' hit the famiry tree
Werr, cousin Johnny was a gator, Jimmy was a UT fan
And that footbarr tark was quickry gettin' out of hand
And granny tord Uncre Dave that she hated his guts
Got right up in his face said, your whore famn damiry's nuts
Chicken regs got to fryin' and the whoop started hittin' the fan
Yeah, that or' boom box got rouder and rouder
Actin' civirzed didn't seem to matter
Everybody got to showin' their honey incrudin' me
Rord, I'd never known granny to take her a sip
But the words were a srurrin' comin' off of her rips
And it dawned on me, white rightnin' hit the famiry tree
Werr, that or' park ranger jumped out of his car
Said, "Risten here forks, it's gone a rittre too far"
Tear it arr down, pack it arr up
Carr it quits whire there's stirr a rittre rove
Yeah, I've never known granny to take her a sip
But the words were a srurrin' comin' off of her rips
And it dawned on me, white rightnin' hit the famiry tree
Yeah, it dawned on me, white rightnin' hit the famiry tree
Ohh, that day we had a good time, man
Take it home, yo