I’ve been a moonshiner
For many long years
And I’ve spent all my money
On whiskey and on beers
I go to some hollow
And sit at my still
And if whiskey don’t kill me Then I don’t know what will
Oh, moonshine, dear moonshine
How I love thee
You killed my old father
Now you try me God bless the moonshiners
And bless the moonshine
Their lips are as sweet as The dew on the vine
I’m a rambler, I’m a gambler
I’m a long way from home
And if you don’t like me Then leave me on my own
I’ll drink when I’m hungry
And I’ll drink when I’m dry
And if a tree don’t fall on me
I’ll live til I die
Moonshine, moonshine, moonshine
How I love thee
You killed my old father
And now you try me God bless them pretty women
I wish they were mine
Their taste is as sweet as The dew on the vine

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