Moonshine
Goin’ north, cross the line
sell a bit of muscadine, homebrew,
and moonshine
steal my horse, but not my stein
got to have my muscadine, homebrew,
and moonshine
probly shut me up fur nine
fur making, muscadine, homebrew,
and moonshine
I tolt the law it wont mine
not the muscadine, homebrew,
and moonshine.
It bees sumpthin sooo fine
thet muskidin, hoembrow,,,
an moneshinnnn, (hic)
© Sept 17 2010 Charles Henderson
H M in Deb's Harvest moon contest
Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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