Story Behind The Song

Road trip to Cookeville Tennessee to the Muddy Roots festival

Song Description

Somewhere between outlaw, honky tonk and traditional country. Inspired by Waylon Jennings (who should be an option in the "Similar Artists" dropdown)

Lyrics

Cookeville Mud (electric guitar, electric bass, dobro, banjo)
A D
We left town on a Thursday afternoon
E C B A
Packed our guitars and we drove on through the night
D
Saw that sunrise on the bluegrass of Kentucky
E C B A
Then we pushed on through to that Tennessee state line

We rolled into Cookeville, 'neath that scorching summer sun
We got drunk and we sang ourselves some songs
With JB, Lefty and Pete, we met JT and the boys
We packed up the bar and we had ourselves some fun

Chorus
D A
We took a long, windy road now just to get here
D A
And I'll tell ya man, I ain't goin back
D A
We took a long windy road now, just to get here
B E
And you can try and make me, but I ain't a gonna leave
A
Gonna walk Broadway up and down
D
Gonna play every damn bar in town

E C B A
It'll be a cold day in hell before I leave

Well the next few days, man they're sure a blur
We drank moonshine, and every Pabst in Tennessee
Well I was drinkin heavily, with JB Beverly
Partied with some good ol boys down in that Cookeville mud

Chorus

Woke up the next day man, feelin mighty rough
Packed up that care and man we were Nashville bound
Rolled up onto Broadway, to Layla's bluegrass inn
Where I got drunk with ol Lucky until the brink of dawn

Chorus