Lyrics Dirty Water - Casey Daniels Band

Dirty Water

My dad sipped whiskey back in '92
We were sipping to Cash and Folsom Prison Blues
I was 5 years old, I didn’t understand
He said «someday this will make you a man.»
Put hair on your chest, stand a little taller
Plus it’s one way for a man to earn a dollar
Down past the creek and up through the holler
Mama’s got the still that my daddy bought her
Keep it from the cops, or things will get hotter
Put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water
Put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water
It didn’t take me long just to learn to family trade
I was taking all the business that my mom and dad made
Cash in a trash bag you wouldn’t understand
Moonshine whiskey put the money in my hand
I sold it to a preacher’s boy and a farmer’s daughter
Damn I’ll get you hooked with just one swoller
Down past the creek and up through the holler
Mama’s got the still that my daddy bought her
Keep it from the cops, or things will get hotter
Put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water
Put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water
Sheriff and the boys said it’s going down
The moonshine flowing like a river through the town
Six shooter ready, it’s waiting in my hand
The money in a milk crate and some rubber bands
I’m filling up the jars full of Dirty Water
Damn I think it’s time for these people to get slaughtered
Down past the creek and up through the holler
Mama’s got the still that my daddy bought her
Keep it from the cops, or things will get hotter
Put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water
Put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water