Whippoorwill Songtext

In these hills the whippoorwills all talk, uhm
Beneath these streets flows a history of a farm, uhm
These old tools found in shallow creek beds and sterlin' silver in the dirt
Turns the past into a southern charm and my red ain't covered by dirt

Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa

If your truck breaks down these county lines will get you home
But if you post some shit on me you'll land yourself in God's big green earth