Its I have been a moonshiner
Ever since that I’ve been born

Its I’ve drunk up all of my money
And stilled up all of my corn

Its I’ll go up some dark hollow
And put up a moonshine still

Its then I’ll make you one gallon
For a five dollar bill

Its I’ll go up some dark hollow
And get you some booze

Its if the revenues don’t get me
No money will I lose

Its come on all you moonshiners
And stand all in a row

Its you look so sad and lonesome
You’re lonesome yes I know

Its God bless them pretty women
I wish they all were mine

Its they smell so sweetly
Like good old moonshine

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