Story Behind The Song

Rural route on which my mother was born

Song Description

Same as short description

Lyrics

Possum Trot Road

Out in the boondocks
Where the millet's been mowed
Come park your old pickup
Off Possum Trot Road
It ain't on a streetmap
But the local folks know
Where you can hear steel strings
Off Possum Trot Road

We don't ask where you come from
Just wanna know: "How ya been?"
Mix a little music with your moonshine
Friday nights we pick and grin.

Bust out your banjo
Rosin that bow
Take a swig of white lightnin'
Off Possum Trot Road
(Instrumental)

(Chorus melody)
All week long we're wastin' sunshine
Workin' hard to make a dime
Come Friday..we need a little moon glow
Just to ease our minds.
Gimme Possum Trot Road
Possum Trot Road
Out in the boondocks
Where the millet's been mowed
It ain't on a streetmap
But the local folks know
Where you can hear steel strings
Off Possum Trot Road.

We don't ask where you come from
Just wanna know: "How ya been?"
Mix a little music with your moonshine
Friday nights we pick and grin.
Lean back and let the moon shine in
Lose you load...
Off Possum Trot...Road.