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Rumour Out of Missouri

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There's a rumor

Getting out of Missouri

Started as a whisper

Back behind the hills


Passed across a bar top

Like a good secret will

Somebody took a taste

Somebody told a friend


Now that little secret

Is getting out again

They say it's young

But close your eyes

Take one slow pull

And tell me they're right


Something's moving

Through those Ozark hills


Word gets around

When the whiskey's this good


There's a rumor

Getting out of Missouri

Remember that name


Young by the calendar

Old in the glass

Smooth on the front

Little fire in the back


Two years down

But you'd never know

There's an old soul

In that young whiskey glow


Yeah there's a secret

Getting out of Missouri


Now you know


No hundred-year story

No grandfather's ghost


No dusty old label

Making some big boast


Just make it right

Let the whiskey speak


Quality over quantity

Every day of the week


Then somebody poured it

For folks keeping score


They gave that young whiskey

Silver to take home

Two years old

Standing mighty tall


Maybe age ain't

Everything after all


There's a rumor

Getting out of Missouri

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Remember that name


Young by the calendar

Old in the glass


Smooth on the front

Little fire in the back


From the Ozark hills

The word's getting around


There's a new whiskey

Coming out of this town


Yeah the secret

Is getting out of Missouri


Now you know


Two years

That's what the label says

Two years


That's what the calendar says

But pour it

Smell it

Taste it

Now tell me

How old does it taste


Maybe it's the Ozarks

Maybe it's the grain

Maybe it's the patience

Maybe we got lucky


We didn't


Blood

Sweat

Time


Do it right

Put your name on the bottle

Then put it on the line


There's a rumor

Getting out of Missouri

GBR17

Remember that name

Young by the calendar

Old in the glass

Pour you one slow

And let the whiskey answer that


From Table Rock nights

To the other side of town


From one damn barstool

Till the word gets around


There's a secret

Coming out of Missouri


And it ain't much

Of a secret anymore


GBR17

Black Sea Shines


Young whiskey

Old soul

Ozark made

Missouri knows


Now the rest of the world

Is gonna know


GBR17

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