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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I promised Milt I'd tell him a tale Turn on a little Hillbilly music OK I was about the age of six or seven and bootleggin was a real bad habit. Or so I heard We had one road called the Cannon Ball Road Where the law'd hide in the trees and wait for the brew Trying to stop all of these illegal crews Or so I heard Now where we lived there weren't many homes And most of the owners worked their homes were so new You see all this took place back in WWII Or so I heard One afternoon mom, my little brother, a cousin and me Were in the house it was pre TV The door burst open and a man ran in, "I gotta use you phone right away," said he Or so I remember Scared to death mom showed him the phone We all just stared as he made his call And Zeke my little brother started to bawl. Or so I remember He hung up the phone thanked mom and explained He had to get hold of his brother, he said It seems he'd heard the cops were planning a raid. Or so I remember He left and mom rushed to the door There was no way to lock it to stop another scare So she and my cousin pushed up a big chair. Or so I remember The next thing she did was then call my dad "Call next door to his brother " is what he said Zeke and I climbed upon the back of the chair And looked out the window until he was there Or so I remember The cops did raid Bushers Grape Vine after work And as it turns out they went to our church We found out he had ran nearly three miles to ask for mom's help Or so I remember Zeke and I had so much fun on the back of the chair Whenever dad would have to work late at night We'd beg mom to lock the door to avoid another such scare Or so I remember
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