Lyrics:

I was sawin' my fiddle in the Smokies
At this roadside biker bar
When I met a long-haired hillbilly after the show
Wearin' peace sign overalls
He said, I love that mountain music
I could tell he didn't come to town too much
He said, "I'm up from the holler, and I'll bet you ten dollars
That you ain't never had more powerful stuff than
Rye whiskey
A hundred proof
Brewed by my Pappy
Let me pour a little swaller for you
There's a whole lot of trouble in the world today
But I keep on smilin' and a-singin' anyway
Rye whiskey
There ain't nothin' that a sip won't do"
So when I had a little nip, I knew in just a minute
This hillbilly feller was right
Despite our differences, we can find a common thread
Stitchin' together both sides
And as I looked in the front row
Of this rowdy rock 'n' roll bar on the Tennessee Line
I saw hippies and rednecks blowin' their paychecks
Dancin' and drinkin' the very same kinda
Rye whiskey
A hundred proof
Brewed by my Pappy
Let me pour a little swaller for you
There's a whole lot of trouble in the world today
But I keep on smilin' and a-singin' anyway
Rye whiskey
There ain't nothin' that a sip won't do
Oh, just a little sippin', you'll be huggin'
And a-kissin', and a-holdin' each other tight
Oh, it's wine, beer, stay clear, corn liquor, never sicker
Bartender, pour me some rye
Rye whiskey
There's a whole lot of trouble in the world today
But I keep on smilin' and a-singin' anyway
Rye whiskey
There ain't nothin' that a sip won't do
Yeah, rye whiskey
There ain't nothin' that a sip won't do