I’ve been beatin’ the odds
Been fightin’ since the day I was born
Grew up in the sticks where
We get up for work before dawn
Don’t need a damn thing
Uncle Sam, just get out of my way
All I need is freedom
And to keep the other half of my pay
Other half of my pay
Where the whiskey still flows
Back in the pines
Back in these woods with
Some good friends of mine
I don’t need a damn thing
But to be left alone
We’ve been having the time of our lives
Where the whiskey still flows
Ain’t no Jessе James
But I’ve had my trouble with thе law
Cause I smoke from the left hand
Got a wild side about 10 miles long
It comes from my Old Man
And his Old Man and on down the line
I’m a Son Of The Southland
In the Southland that’s where I’ll die
That’s where I’ll die
Where the whiskey still flows
Back in the pines
Back in these woods with
Some good friends of mine
I don’t need a damn thing
But to be left alone
We’ve been having the time of our lives
Where the whiskey still flows
Knock em’ out, John, it won’t be long
Till I’m throwing one back to a Bocephus song
How long I’ll be kickin’ Good Lord only knows
I’ll be having the time of my life
Where the whiskey still flows
I’ve been beatin’ the odds
Been fightin’ since the day I was born
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Creed Fisher Lyrics – Where the Whiskey Still Flows