Hard Candy - Chris Knight

Well her hair was as black as Pike County coal

But her lips were as red as blood on the snow

She wore short vinyl skirts and them boots to her knees

And she lived in the holler across the mountain from me

Hard candy so sweet

I could never get enough

Hard candy so easy for me to love

Wild horses couldn’t keep her old man outta jail

From bootlegging whiskey his sons helped him sell

Well growing up in that holler wasn’t nothing but hard

Fightin' roosters and Cur dogs tied up in the yard

One night on the mountain back in the pine trees

Candy let down her guard and said she loved me

We left the holler when her old man got put back in jail

And she told all her brothers to go straight to hell