Back woods gold
And I'm back on the road
Playin' moonshine games
But the taste is gonna be the same
Hotrods to hell and the angels are rollin'
I wanna go where that hill tea is flowin'
Hotrods to hell and the angels are rollin'
Take me home where Mary Jane's growin'
A little sign out front
Reads dinner, pool and lunch
But that card in his hat
Will tell you what's flowin' out the back
Hotrods to hell
Hotrods to hell and the angels are rollin'
I wanna go where that hill tea is flowin'
Hotrods to hell and the angels are rollin'
Take me home where ole' Mary Jane's growin'
Old men laughin'
whittle away their past
The law think they know
But the bootleg man
He gets the last laugh
Hotrods to hell and the angels are rollin'
I wanna go where that hill tea is flowin'
Hotrods to hell and the angels are rollin'
Take me home where Mary Jane's growin'