We stacked cord wood twenty feet.
Covered it over nice and neat.by moonlite
Moonshine whisky cooking in the ***
Tick hound sittin on top the hill
Lookout... #2 still
We ain't quittn what we wedo
Moonshine late night.
Brew.
Old jalopy with a juiced up sheen
Sittin low and wide.
Leavin revenoors
Spittin out dust.
Crossin county lines
Parched throats waitin.
Big money makin.
***** revenoors.
Jun 13, 2013
Jun 13, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
We stacked cord wood twenty feet.
Covered it over nice and neat.by moonlite
Moonshine whisky cooking in the ***
Tick hound sittin on top the hill
Lookout... #2 still
We ain't quittn what we wedo
Moonshine late night.
Brew.
Old jalopy with a juiced up sheen
Sittin low and wide.
Leavin revenoors
Spittin out dust.
Crossin county lines
Parched throats waitin.
Big money makin.
***** revenoors.
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