Sitting on the porch, like the way they did back when
My old grand pappy would turn to me and grin
He’d say open up a bottle of the old mountain dew
Get out my old banjo and tell the folks to come on through
Take off your shoes, Shake off the blues
You’ll always get to heaven with a box of booze
Box a booze, Box a booze, Box a, Box a Booze
Box a booze, Box a booze, Box a, Box a Booze
I love having a box a booze
Take off your shoes, Shake off the blues
You’ll always get to heaven with a box of booze
Take off your shoes, Shake off the blues
You’ll always get to heaven with a box of booze
Box a booze, Box a booze, Box a, Box a Booze
Box a booze, Box a booze, Box a, Box a Booze
I love having a box a booze
Take off your shoes, Shake off the blues
You’ll always get to heaven with a box of booze
As the sun went down and folks had gathered near
The old ones started dancing on the porch right queer
The flies were buzzing and the dogs began to bay
And The lanterns lit up at the ending of the day
Take off your shoes, Shake off the blues
You’ll always get to heaven with a box of booze
Box a booze, Box a booze, Box a, Box a Booze
Box a booze, Box a booze, Box a, Box a Booze
I love having a box a booze
Take off your shoes, Shake off the blues
You’ll always get to heaven with a box of booze
White lightning hits the parts that other drinks cannot
You can buy it by the gallon of buy it in a box
But once its open no one knows what it will do
But I guarantee one thing that you won’t be wearing shoes.
Take off your shoes, Shake off the blues
You’ll always get to heaven with a box of booze
Box a booze, Box a booze, Box a, Box a Booze
Box a booze, Box a booze, Box a, Box a Booze
I love having a box a booze
Take off your shoes, Shake off the blues
You’ll always get to heaven with a box of booze