[Intro]
Time, hmm time. Time is everlasting
Time is behind you for thousands of years and in front of you for thousands more
We are the marks in the trees, footsteps in the woods, the ripples in the water, and the whispers in the trees
Our souls will one day lurk over the everlasting legacy of what we left behind
For somebody else in the far future to stumble upon
In the miraculous timing
Here today, done tomorrow, but one thing is for surе, we are upon and one day will bе, ghosts
Church
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Ha ha) Hey!

[Verse 1]
Yeah hip hop rockin' to a tickin' exhaust
And got creek water, copperheads at my feet
Slitherin', hissin', but they ain't gonna bite me none
Rattlesnake venom drippin' off the bullets in my gun
Smile kinda crooked from the tobacco up in my gum
Porch lights flickerin' cause the ghost feelin' my buzz
Hill picking in the country, a place you'll never find
With the mean rock waters black berries on the vine
All I smell is muddy water, honeysuckles and deer meat
Cheatham County in my veins, dirty water has made me
That rebel flag junkie Mr. General E. Lee
With the voice of the mud strong heartbeat of Dixie, motherfucker
[Chorus]
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
(Up in the Boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa

[Verse 2]
Son I'm priceless, bone stock old Camaro
And I'm in it to be a legend, give a fuck about dinero
I want my shit played when I'm six feet in the ground
A hundred years in the dirt, still bumpin' my sound
While you dancin' around the fire, while you sippin' that 'shine
And tailgatin' with your buddies, puff passin' the pines
Sippin' and chillin' watchin' the slow change of the times
Think about me every time you start that fire

[Chorus]
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
(Up in the Boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Being who I am baby come in the boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Being who I am baby come in the boondocks)
[Verse 3]
Snakeskin boots, gonna dance with the devil
Born country with the fetish of rappin' in heavy metal
Hank Jr. and Pantera, Allison Transmission
With the chains in the back, Layne Staley is spittin'
And givin' my right and reppin' the Confederate States
Until I'm down in a hole I'm the rooster man
Yeah, here I come and I'm reppin' for Dixie
Ain't none of you motherfuckers ever gonna evict me
(Evict me, evict me, ain't none of you motherfuckers ever gonna evict me)

[Chorus]
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa