Boiled or Roasted (We Love em' All)

When the first week of October rolls around

Folks roll in from every little country town

Mitchell Farm's where the peanuts grow proud

And we're pickin' and grinnin' with the festival crowd

There's kids in the corn maze, and old folks dancin'

Boiled or roasted, man, they'll both get you clappin'

Can't say no to a sack from that peanut stand

get a blueberry lemonade and a corn dog in your hands

Boiled or roasted, we love 'em all

Crack a shell and let the good times fall

Jax's hands are flyin', Grady's wailin'

Rico's got a grin and Colton's trailin'

Rowdy's beatin' on that bucket like a bonafide drum

At the Mississippi Peanut Fest, come and get you some!

There's a lady with a goat and a man sellin' jam

A dude in overalls making all the kettle corn he can

Queen pagents buzzin' and the silver crowns shine

And the funnel cakes smell like heaven divine

Boiled or roasted, we love 'em all

Crack a shell and let the good times fall

Jax's hands are flyin', Grady's wailin'

Rico's got a grin and Colton's trailin'

Rowdy's beatin' on that bucket like a bonafide drum

At the Mississippi Peanut Fest, come and get you some!

Ain't no place I'd rather be

Than shufflin' boots under Granny's Pecan Tree

Where the stories are tall and the music's loud

And the peanuts keep comin' by the paper bag pound

aww, Lindsey take us home

Boiled or roasted, we love 'em all

Crack a shell and let the good times fall

Jax's hands are flyin', Grady's wailin'

Rico's got a grin and Colton's trailin'

Rowdy's beatin' on that bucket like a bonafide drum

At the Mississippi Peanut Fest, come and get you some!