Lyrics of Moonshine song

G.b.h.

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I grew up in the deep south, and wore dungarees.
We lived in a little shack, and ate bacon grease.
I slept with my sister, and she slept with my pa.
It didn't bother my mother, 'cus we kept him in a jar.

I ain't got no moonshine, i ain't got no wife.
Oh lord help me, rebuild my life.
Since i was a young boy, travelled far from home.
Oh lord don't let me die on my own.

I ended up in prison, down in tennessee.
There were 14 bad dudes, in the cell with me.
I felt so dirty, i felt like a pig.
Got raped in the showers by mr big.

Now my life's nearly over, it's been a pain.
And my eyes are getting bad, i didn't see that train.
Now as i lay dying, i hear coyote hoots.
But it's two drunk indians, and they've stole my boots.

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