Sabbath On Cornbread

Sippin' on corn bread, whiskey and weed, Hank in the grave for dead. Some might call us a crossbreed, Some just think it's the best. There ever was, there ever is, Uh, there ever will be. If you see the skull and crossbones coming your Way, uh, you in a place to be. Sticks and skins, slide and steel. A guitar man, three hippie hillbillies from Tennessee soon to kill. Keepin' it heavy, keepin' it real. Better hide your woman 'cause me and the boys, We's a-lookin' for a heart to steal. Best damn band in country, you best believe you Ain't never seen nothin' like the Cadillac Three. Well, Nashville sure has changed a lot, Yeah, over the years. Cranes and condos knocking down the studios and the Bars where we used to drink beer. But one thing you can bet your damn bottom Dollar on gonna stay the same, These three long hairs, born and raised here, Gonna keep on changing the game. Sticks and skins, slide and steel. A guitar man, three hippie hillbillies from Tennessee soon to kill. Keepin' it heavy, keepin' it real. Better hide your woman 'cause me and the boys, We's a-lookin' for a heart to steal. Best damn band in country, you best believe you Ain't never seen nothin' like the Cadillac Three. Sticks and skins, slide and steel. A guitar man, three hippie hillbillies from Tennessee soon to kill. Keepin' it heavy, keepin' it real. Better hide your woman 'cause me and the boys, We's a-lookin' for a heart to steal. Best damn band in country, you best believe you Ain't never seen nothin' like the Cadillac Three.