[Verse] Down in the chapel where the shadows fall, There’s a secret kept behind that old wood wall. Whispers of the gospel, but the truth ain’t far, Moonshine jars hidin’ right beneath the preacher’s pulpit bar. [Pre-Chorus] Holy words, but the night tells a different tale, Sweet spirits pourin’ when the righteous fail. [Chorus] Oh, the moonshine’s glow in the dark below, Keepin’ secrets where the faithful don’t go. Underneath the hymns and the prayers we spar, There’s a rebel heart in a mason jar. [Verse] Sunday mornin’ faces wear their Sunday best, But the night reveals what they hide beneath their vests. I’ve seen the tears and the laughter mixin’ in the jar, World-weary souls who’ve come to heal their scars. [Pre-Chorus] Faith and fire in a jar side by side, Holdin’ on to hope with a stubborn pride. [Chorus] Oh, the moonshine’s glow in the dark below, Keepin’ secrets where the faithful don’t go. Underneath the hymns and the prayers we spar, There’s a rebel heart in a mason jar. [Bridge] Tender and tough, like a midnight breeze, Carryin’ stories you don’t hear with ease. When the sermon’s over and the lights go dim, That jar’s a lighthouse for the lost and grim. [Chorus] Oh, the moonshine’s glow in the dark below, Keepin’ secrets where the faithful don’t go. Underneath the hymns and the prayers we spar, There’s a rebel heart in a mason jar. [Chorus] Oh, the moonshine’s glow in the dark below, Keepin’ secrets where the faithful don’t go. Underneath the hymns and the prayers we spar, There’s a rebel heart in a mason jar. [Outro] Yeah, a rebel heart in a mason jar... Shinin’ bright ‘neath that preacher’s pulpit star.