[Verse 1]
Brown paper bag
On the back porch rail
Mason glass sweating
Like it’s nervous as hell
Fireflies drifting
Over rusted swing chain
You laugh and say sip it
It’ll burn off the day

[Chorus]
A jar of moonshine
Pass it ‘round
Pass it ‘round (hey)
Little clear trouble
Going down
Going down
We got nothing but time
And this backyard sky
Just you
Just me
And a jar of moonshine

[Verse 2]
Bare feet on gravel
Old dog at the gate
You trace your name
In the spilled-out grain
That soft slow drawl
Turning stories to steam
You say “one more”
And lean into my sleeve

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
That old screen door
Sings off-key behind us
Crickets talk big
But they can’t out-lie us
If this is wrong
Then let it stay wrong tonight
Sweet on your lips
Sharp at the back of my mind

[Chorus]