Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Down Yonder , by - Charlie Farley. Release date: 11.03.2021
Song language: English
Down Yonder |
| Down Yonder where the cops don’t go is where I live life |
| There’s a no trespassing sign on the fence post and guns are in plain sight |
| We’re baptized in muddy water but we sip on the Holy kind |
| Yea I love living Down Yonder on the forgotten side |
| We can still skin a buck and run a trotline |
| Them whiskey stills, still distilling that moonshine |
| We can switch out rims and change our brake lines |
| Or grow a field full of berries for that homemade wine |
| But buddy if you decide to show up without an invite |
| And it’s in the middle of the night then you sure better flash your lights |
| Cause the things happening out here ain’t quite legal |
| But it ain’t the people you oughta fear |
| Nah it’s them guns and dogs, bear traps and hogs |
| Ball bats and calls echoing from one ridge to the next |
| We don’t involve the law, we get problems solved |
| And keep it hush hush till the bones dissolve |
| Down Yonder where the cops don’t go is where I live life |
| There’s a no trespassing sign on the fence post and guns are in plain sight |
| We’re baptized in muddy water but we sip on the Holy kind |
| Yea I love living Down Yonder on the forgotten side |
| We can plant it, grow it, raise it, kill it |
| It ain’t worth eating if you can’t fit it in a cast iron skillet |
| We can cut it, chop it, break it, build it |
| Then dry our crops out in that homemade building |
| Too many people like to talk about what they know nothing bout |
| If you won’t talk down to my face then go ahead and close your mouth |
| Cause we ain’t racist |
| Nah that hatred you place is misplaced it’s, it’s really simple |
| I respect those who respect me, can’t stand a dead beat |
| Work hard to make ends meat to provide for your family |
| Living off in them hollers taught a young’n how to come up |
| So I’ve been chasing after them dollars ever since I was just a young pup |
| Down Yonder where the cops don’t go is where I live life |
| There’s a no trespassing sign on the fence post and guns are in plain sight |
| We’re baptized in muddy water but we sip on the Holy kind |
| Yea I love living Down Yonder on the forgotten side |