| Say tell me how you want too buddy
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| I’m a backwoods boy where you boots get muddy
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| A two path road to the left but you better not say it again
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| And I ain’t never seen a Carolina sky
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| Where I didn’t have to do it again
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| There’s a big heart of gold
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| That black moon shinin' on the river
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| That black moon shinin' on me
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| That black moon shinin' on the river
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| That black moon shinin' on me
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| Black moon, black moon, black moon
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| Black moon, black moon, black moon
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| It’s the finer things in life like kids and a wife
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| Before seein' that black moon shinin'
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| See I listen to my pa as the days go by
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| 'Cause he says it’s all about perfect timin'
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| Got the ghost man runnin' and the hooch still comin'
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| Hope that old Evinrude don’t stall (Don't stall)
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| If you need me just call (Yeah, yeah)
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| That black moon shinin' on the river
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| That black moon shinin' on me
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| That black moon shinin' on the river
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| That black moon shinin' on me
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| Black moon, black moon, black moon (Black moon)
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| Black moon, black moon, black moon
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| I’m just a river rat raised up on blackwater shine
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| We got a still in the field way back in the pines
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| See my pa taught me well and now it’s all mine
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| We got a drum filled with 55 gallons of time (Yeah)
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| Pumpin' out tradition every minute it comes
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| White lightnin', pond water boy come get you some
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| Get a pint, Mason jar or get a whole jug
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| Down by the river spreadin' black moon love |