Official Lyrics
Ozark dirt
Beneath my boots
Family name
Cherokee roots
Look me in the eye
Tell me how you feel
Put your hand in mine
A handshake means deal
Coffee's hot
Door's unlocked
Come on in
Sit and talk
No sales pitch
No spinning wheels
Say what you mean
A handshake means deal
Times have changed
We know they will
The world's online
But we're old-school still
Black Sea Shines
Put our name on the line
Family run
One bottle at a time
No cutting corners
No chasing deals
Quality first
That's how we feel
From these Ozark hills
To the whole damn world
You got our word
You got it still
Look me in the eye
A handshake means deal
Blood and sweat
Long damn nights
Do it wrong
Make it right
Make less
Make it better
Stand behind
Every letter
Not the biggest
Never tried
Make it good
Make it with pride
Times move fast
That's alright
Old-school soul
Travels at the speed of light
Black Sea Shines
Put our name on the line
Family run
One bottle at a time
No cutting corners
No chasing deals
Quality first
That's how we feel
From these Ozark hills
To the whole damn world
You got our word
You got it still
Look me in the eye
A handshake means deal
Family run
Ozark raised
Cherokee influence
Old-school ways
Make it right
Stand behind it
Give your word
Don't redefine it
Internet's running
Day and night
Our name can travel
At the speed of light
But come through our door
You'll understand
We're still doing business
Man to man
Face to face
Word is real
Put 'er there
A handshake means deal
Black Sea Shines
Put our name on the line
Ozark born
Family pride
Make it good
Make it right
Pour the coffee
Stay all night
Tell your stories
We'll tell you ours
Moonshine evenings
Guitars and stars
From Table Rock
To wherever you roam
Walk through our door
You're damn near home
Black Sea Shines
No smoke
No spin
Just damn good whiskey
And the folks within
Quality first
Always will
Give us your word
We'll give you ours still
Look me in the eye
Put your hand in mine
A handshake means deal
Black Sea Shines
Ozark pride
Black Sea Shines
Do it right
Or don't do it at all
Notes:
This was one of the earliest songs I was creating based around BSS. David is a living breathing handshake means deal kind of guy. Those of us in the inner circle of BSS all have the same honorable style.
Funny note about this song. It is the only song where the original has been completely deleted. I made the mistake of trying to clean up the list of failed versions, crap music created, and unwanted versions of the four or five songs I had been working on. I still didn't have a method or system to my SUNO music creation. BAM. Gone.
The published versions and the one remaining MP3 version downloaded to my Mac are the surviving pieces. And the lyrics I had created on paper - somewhere. or in my digital notes somewhere. UGGGH.
I learned quickly by this mistake.