Spanish moss, moon shinin' through the trees
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Mandolin, a dobro and ten guitars
There must be a million stars
On the back porch gettin' down
I don't care what state ya come from
Or what state your mind is In
There a'int nothing like the good times
Hanging out and picking with your friends
Spanish moss, moon shinin' through the trees
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Someone brought a jug of homemade wine
The kids are chasing fireflies
Someone's gonna sing a brand new song
That'll make us laugh until we cry yeah
I don't care what state ya come from
Or what state your mind is In
There a'int nothing like the good times
Hanging out and picking with your friends
Spanish moss, moon shinin' through the trees
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Mandolin, a dobro and ten guitars
There must be a million stars
On the back porch gettin' down
On the back porch gettin' down
On the back porch gettin' down
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Spanish moss, moon shinin' through the trees
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Mandolin, a dobro and ten guitars
There must be a million stars
On the back porch gettin' down
I don't care what state ya come from
Or what state your mind is In
There a'int nothing like the good times
Hanging out and picking with your friends
Spanish moss, moon shinin' through the trees
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Someone brought a jug of homemade wine
The kids are chasing fireflies
Someone's gonna sing a brand new song
That'll make us laugh until we cry yeah
I don't care what state ya come from
Or what state your mind is In
There a'int nothing like the good times
Hanging out and picking with your friends
Spanish moss, moon shinin' through the trees
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Mandolin, a dobro and ten guitars
There must be a million stars
On the back porch gettin' down
On the back porch gettin' down
On the back porch gettin' down
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Mandolin, a dobro and ten guitars
There must be a million stars
On the back porch gettin' down
I don't care what state ya come from
Or what state your mind is In
There a'int nothing like the good times
Hanging out and picking with your friends
Spanish moss, moon shinin' through the trees
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Someone brought a jug of homemade wine
The kids are chasing fireflies
Someone's gonna sing a brand new song
That'll make us laugh until we cry yeah
I don't care what state ya come from
Or what state your mind is In
There a'int nothing like the good times
Hanging out and picking with your friends
Spanish moss, moon shinin' through the trees
Summer night and a southern breeze
On the back porch gettin' down
Mandolin, a dobro and ten guitars
There must be a million stars
On the back porch gettin' down
On the back porch gettin' down
On the back porch gettin' down
Writer: Mac Gayden, George Byron Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.