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Moonshine Rum, whiskey, and rye We give the time and sale to the mountain trail But we pour that hard in a jar That's right son, moonshine Little bottle of good time Burns like hell but tastes like heaven Get those bottles on the road young man Oh I am a bootlegger With a trunk load full of moonshine And my daddy tried to quell my crimes But I just couldn't let it go My heart was set on money And the open road in the moonlight Sooner or later I would meet an end But till then Moonshine Rum, whiskey, and rye We give the time and sale to the mountain trail But pour that hard in a jar That's right son, moonshine It's a little bottle of good time Burns like hell but tastes like heaven I found myself a lover She swore she'd never leave me I found it hard to believe it But it turned out to be the truth But my heart was full of trouble And it always gathered 'round me Sooner or later we would meet an end Till then Moonshine Rum, whiskey, and rye We give the time and sale to the mountain trail But pour that hard in a jar That's right son, moonshine A little bottle of good time Burns like hell but tastes like heaven I got my blood till the water boils Chasing the horizon Before the sun starts rising Can't have the moonshine getting low And I brewed us up a batch boy And get your howlin' at the moonlight Through till the morning Better hold on tight Sleep all day cause we live by night Oh moonshine Rum, whiskey, and rye We give the time and sale to the mountain trail But pour that hard in a jar That's right son, moonshine It's a little bottle of good time It burns like hell but tastes like heaven
Writer(s): Foy Vance Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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