Lyrics

I have been a moonshiner Ever since that I been born I drunk up all of my money And stilled up all of my corn I'll go up some dark hollow And put up my moonshine still Say I'll make you one gallon For a five dollar bill Say I'll go up some dark hollow And get you some booze Say if the revenues don't get me no money Well I lose Call on all you moonshiners And stand all in a row You look so sad and lonesome You're lonesome yes, I know God Bless them pretty women I wish they all were mine Their breath smell so sweetly Like good old moonshine