Non Deliverance River Ride (Modified Version)

Verse 1
We were floatin’ down that muddy bend,
City suits thinkin’ law don’t end,
Talkin’ sovereign codes and paper rights,
Till we hit them woods where the moonlight bites.

Chorus
We are here for your final deliverance,
‘Cause we think you freemen boys have a real nice mouth,
To squeal like a patriot pig in the backwoods trial,
Ain’t no courthouse here, just our holler style.

Verse 2
Banjo strings hum like a judgment call,
Boots in the mud, no mercy at all,
You crossed the toll without payin’ your fee,
Now the backwoods law gonna set you free.

Chorus
We are here for your final deliverance,
‘Cause we think you freemen boys have a real nice mouth,
To squeal like a patriot pig in the backwoods trial,
Ain’t no courthouse here, just our holler style.

Bridge
No robes, no gavels, no lawyer’s plea,
Just a pagan jury ‘neath the cypress tree,
You want your rights? Well, son, here’s the twist,
Your mouth’s the stamp on the toll you missed.

Final Chorus
We are here for your final deliverance,
‘Cause we think you freemen boys have a real nice mouth,
To squeal like a patriot pig in the backwoods trial,
Ain’t no courthouse here, just our holler style.