Mountains and Miller

I made a few new friends from different threads
We've all moved off wound up in a city scene
And they sure talk a mess of what beer is best
And how their hometowns had anybody else's beat
So I had to do what I did and took 'em to the ridge
Way on up and deep into the pines
They ain't ever seen these parts
So I started in
Soon as we crossed that county line
I said I could walk this road
With my eyes closed
Well I know this town
Like the back of my hand
Still know every woods trail we ran
And every good spot on the river
Water so cold you'll remember
How good it felt on a Friday night
In the middle of nowhere round a bonfire
The sunrise is still killer
Ain't nothing like the
Mountains and Miller
Yeah it was growing up
Doing the same stuff
That our folks were doin
When they were cruising through 16
Like climbing fire towers
Fighting out-of-towners
Man I bet this place has seen bout everything
Things in life are bound to change
But I know of two that still stay the same
Well I know this town
Like the back of my hand
Still know every woods trail we ran
And every good spot on the river
Water so cold you'll remember
How good it felt on a Friday night
In the middle of nowhere round a bonfire
The sunrise is still killer
Ain't nothing like the
Mountains and Miller
Where the songs that grandpa used to sing
These memories they always bring me home
Where a lab and an old coonhound can sleep sound right there where the red fern grows
Well I know this town
Like the back of my hand
Still know every woods trail we ran
And every good spot on the river
Water so cold you'll remember
How good it felt on a Friday night
In the middle of nowhere round a bonfire
The sunrise is still killer
Ain't nothing like the
Mountains and Miller
The sunrise is still killer
Ain't nothing like the
Mountains and Miller