Lyrics Charlie Farley – Stabbin’ Cabin

Welcome to the stabbin cabin
It’s goin’ down like snow in Aspen
Poker chips stacked up
Whiskey in the dixie cup

Hey, my papaw made it back in the days when
I was just a baby now it’s like my Days Inn
Weekends drinkin buy in
Friends keepin me entertained they all in
Every game every session we playin’ poker
You make you rich or broke
We go in like gophers soffas are nonexistent
We own uh are you with it well then lets get on one
Come on get in here its so fun
Come on join in and if you wanna rope one
If you don’t fine care we don’t bar none
Galla party all night in them hills

Welcome to the stabbin cabin
Vodka slash beer slash tequilla checkmate
Welcome to the stabbin cabin
Cigarette cigarillos in cherry or grape
Welcome to the stabbin cabin
It’s goin’ down like snow in Aspen
Poker chips stacked up
Whiskey in the dixie cup
We got a cold beer and a dirty mattress

What goes on here stays here Vegas
Whether it’s cool calm or just crazy
No pool you be wet from sweatin’
The fire rekindles then you’ll be forgettin’
We’ll be regrettin these lesson learned
Out of pure perfection tequila worm
Good drink bad drink now we throwin out
My drink your dank and we throwin down
Party up on the hill next to the still
I’m copin a feel from someone girlfriend for real
Start poppin’ the pills cause I got a lot to give
I’m rollin off of the bluff without a trainin’ wheel

At the stabbin cabbin jack jim jose and 40 creed checkmate
Welcome to the stabbin cabin long nights we livin
Life out in the hills we stray
Welcome to the stabbin cabin
It’s goin’ down like snow in Aspen
Poker chips stacked up
Whiskey in the dixie cup
We got a cold beer and a dirty mattress
Plus we got a fire you can see for miles
Plus we got a life and we live it loud
Trucks are jacked up we are from the south
Buckle up boys its goin’ down

D Boone party with Charlie Farley
Gettin’ more smoked out than Mr. Marley probably
With a bunch of half naked little shorties
Shakin their talents whillin’ out loud
Taki’n Jager straight we in the boonies boys
Full moon we’ll be makin’ noise till day break
Hopped in the truck whicha
To the top of the hill pulled up and he told me

Welcome to the stabbin cabin
It’s goin’ down like snow in Aspen
Poker chips stacked up
Whiskey in the dixie cup
We got a cold beer and a dirty mattress
Plus we got a fire you can see for miles
Plus we got a life and we live it loud
Trucks are jacked up we are from the south
Buckle up boys its goin’ down