Mountain Grass Unit | Appalachian Smoke | Western AF

Mountain Grass Unit | Appalachian Smoke | Western AF 🔔 Subscribe to Western AF: https://bit.ly/4h0PK56 This series marks our fifth annual pilgrimage to the farthest north reaches of Montana for Under the Big Sky Music Festival. This year we hit the High-Line with the help of our friends at Montucky Cold Snacks. For the next two weeks we are dedicated to sharing what we caught up there. Kicking things off is Mountain Grass Unit. The band brings lightning fast picking and the energy of a rolling storm to the leading edge of the bluegrass world. We ran into them at a festival this winter and knew we had to get together for a session the next chance we had. If you are wanting more from them, they've got an album coming this week, go pre-save it! ... More music from Mountain Grass Unit: Website:https://www.mountaingrassunit.com/ Instagram:   / mountain_grass_unit   TikTok: www.tiktok.com/@mountaingrassunit ... Support Western AF videos: Facebook: / westernaf X/Twitter: / westernaf Patreon: / westernaf Instagram: / westernasfuck ... Recorded by: Will Ross Mixed & Mastered: Will Ross Editor: Yuri Figueroa Cameras: Brian Harrington and Mike Vanata Executive Producers: Irvin Maddox, Arron Tschida, and Frank Stelter Producers: Brian Harrington, Will Ross, Travis Blankenship & Mike Vanata Special Thanks: Under the Big Sky Music Festival and Outriders Presents, Infamous PR, and the fine folks at Montucky Cold Snacks. ... All rights reserved 2026 © WAF Media For more WESTERN AF videos and content visit https://www.westernaf.net ... Lyrics: A hundred miles down A windy dirt road Is the start of where it All begins, at least I’m told A mountain spirit Creeps into my mind Those aren't my hands at the wheel As I climb her side When she opens up the sky, She speaks through trees A distant siren wails Begging to me Appalachian smoke Pulling me in When the mountains call, I start to fall In the lake of sin Those Blue Ridge Hills Lead to the core The thought of thrill, it starts to spill I’m addicted to more It smells so good And it tastes so sweet This feeling lord, wins my love It can’t be beat When she opens up the sky, She speaks through trees A distant siren wails Begging to me Appalachian smoke Pulling me in When the mountains call, I start to fall In the lake of sin If I dove in, would you Think of me the same love I’m trying to Keep my body from the Appalachian smoke Pulling me in When the mountains call, I start to fall In the lake of sin Appalachian smoke Pulling me in When the mountains call, I start to fall In the lake of sin Appalachian smoke!