Doing 85 going north on 81 Wont see my baby till the rising of the sun Tennessee keeps warnin’ me if i booze it i might lose it But shine on georgia moon Shine on
Yeah well its hard to see the road Through this rain and all the fog
Well this appalachian driving has me tired as a dog But this mason full of moonshine, is gonna keep me mighty strong So shine on georgia moon Shine on
So loosen up the lid and open up the throttle You wanna see the light? Aint gonna find it in a bottle Cause when i’m sippin’ on a jar The road aint quite so long
