Fred Eaglesmith - Blue Tick Hound lyrics

Well this old mountain is a-holding its breath The revenuers comin' and it smells like d**h A rifle in his arm, the other wrapped around The leather in the leash of the blue tick hound Mama standing by the laundry line The sky ain't ever as dark as her eyes Daddy's in the hills, he's gonna get found Can't get away from the blue tick hound Blue tick hound, nose to the ground Smoke in the hills and the law's in town Thumper won't thump, the mash won't pound Waiting on the howl of the blue tick hound Corn and copper, whiskey and water My my my what a lovely daughter I will hide her in the piney woods Before you come around for a second look Corn and copper, whiskey and water My my my what a lovely daughter I will hide her in the piney woods Before you come around for a second look Got a little charge, keep it in the barn Stole it from the quarry up the road One of these days and it won't be long I'm going to disappear with the blue tick hound Blue tick hound, nose to the ground Smoke in the hills and the law's in town Thumper won't thump, the mash won't pound Waiting on the howl of the blue tick hound Waiting on the howl of the blue tick hound Waiting on the howl Waiting on the howl Waiting on the howl of the blue tick hound