Well he was old school in overalls. Tough as nails as I recall. He fought a war and came back home. Honest as the day was long. And right before my grandpa died he looked me right straight in the eyes.
It's just a little huddle, a little trouble. Nothing we can't fix. It will build us up, even make us stronger. If we can get over it. Don't even wanna think about it baby.
Well the sun don't shine*. On a moonshine still. Copper line hiding in the side of a hill. It'll get you there. It'll get you there quicker. Fruit jar full of that good corn liquor.
Here I stand at the door of your heart just knockin'. Won't you let me in, I can take away the sin that lies within. I know what you're wanting to say.