| Moonshine
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| Rum, whiskey, and rye
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| We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
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| But we pour that hard in a jar, let’s write some moonshine
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| Little bottle of good time
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| Burns like hell but it tastes like heaven
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| Get those bottles on the road young man
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| Oh I am a bootlegger
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| With a trunk load full of moonshine
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| And my daddy tried to quell my crimes
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| But I just couldn’t let it go
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| My heart was set on money
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| And the open road in the moonlight
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| Sooner or later I been meeting then, but till then
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| Moonshine
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| Rum, whiskey, and rye
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| We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
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| Pour that hard in a jar, let’s write some moonshine
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| It’s a little bottle of good time
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| Burns like hell but it tastes like heaven
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| I found myself a lover
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| She swore she’d never leave me
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| I found it hard to believe it
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| But it turned out to be the truth
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| But my heart was full of trouble
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| And it always gathered 'round me
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| Sooner or later we were meeting then, but till then
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| Moonshine
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| Rum, whiskey, and rye
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| We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
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| Pour that hard in a jar, let’s write some moonshine
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| A little bottle of good time
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| Burns like hell but it tastes like heaven
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| I got my blood till the water boils
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| Chasing the horizon
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| Before the sun starts rising
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| Can I have the moonshine getting low?
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| And I brewed us up a batch boy
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| Get your howl at the moonlight
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| Four till the morning, better hold on tight
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| Sleep all day cause we live by night
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| Moonshine
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| Rum, whiskey, and rye
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| We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
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| Pour that hard in a jar, let’s write some moonshine
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| It’s a little bottle of good time
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| It burns like hell but it tastes like heaven |