He never come back from Copperhead Road
I came home with a brand new plan
When the sheriff came around in the middle of the night
I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
Now the revenue man wanted Granddaddy bad
Before my time but I've been told
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
They draft the white trash first 'round here anyway
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
You hardly ever saw Granddaddy down here
[Incomprehensible] up the holler with everything he had
You better stay away from Copperhead Road
He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load
I wake up screaming like I'm back over there
Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
I just plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road
He only come to town about twice a year
And noe the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
I still remember that rumblin' sound
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge
I learned a thing or two from Charlie, don't you know?
