| Give me moonshine, got to have that old moonshine
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| Give me moonshine, got to have that old moonshine
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| This is the life and times of a man who almost made it
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| Ace, king to ten in hearts, the perfect hand he almost played
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| Give me a moonshine, got to have that old moonshine
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| This the plan, the lived in dream, this the scheme within a scheme
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| With eyes that ran and legs that faltered, the morning found that old corn jar
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| empty
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| Give me moonshine, got to have that old moonshine
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| Give me moonshine, got to have that old moonshine
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| Give me moonshine, got to have that old moonshine
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| And in his still a new batch cooking, one hundred proof, the perfect blend
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| Three barrels gone and he’s still looking because he said, because it’s just
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| because
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| Give me moonshine, got to have that old moonshine
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| Give me moonshine, got to have that old moonshine
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| Give me moonshine, got to have that old moonshine |