Still
Y’all come on in boys, I gives ya a thrill
Out dere in dem hills I got me a still
Now Mama go git some wood for da fiar
And while you is out dere change da flat tiar
All a dat moonshine ain’t da same
Da good stuff burns with a purty blue flame
Behind da still I keeps me a shotgun
Da revenooers come, gonna have us some fun
Now hand me dat 12 gauge if you’ll be so kind
Gonna put some buckshot in his behind
Damn ol’ revenooer is way too skinny
To mess with a good ol’ boy from West Virginie
Gonna drink some shine and howl at da moon
Get drunk as hell. Y’all come back soon.
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