Moonshine Songtext
von Foy Vance

Moonshine
Rum, whiskey, and rye
We give the time and sale to the mountain trail
But we pour that hard in a jar
That′s right son, moonshine
Little bottle of good time
Burns like hell but tastes like heaven

Get those bottles on the road young man
Oh I am a bootlegger
With a trunk load full of moonshine
And my daddy tried to quell my crimes
But I just couldn't let it go
My heart was set on money
And the open road in the moonlight
Sooner or later I would meet an end
But till then


Moonshine
Rum, whiskey, and rye
We give the time and sale to the mountain trail
But pour that hard in a jar
That′s right son, moonshine
It's a little bottle of good time
Burns like hell but tastes like heaven

I found myself a lover
She swore she'd never leave me
I found it hard to believe it
But it turned out to be the truth
But my heart was full of trouble
And it always gathered ′round me
Sooner or later we would meet an end
Till then

Moonshine
Rum, whiskey, and rye
We give the time and sale to the mountain trail
But pour that hard in a jar
That′s right son, moonshine
A little bottle of good time
Burns like hell but tastes like heaven


I got my blood till the water boils
Chasing the horizon
Before the sun starts rising
Can't have the moonshine getting low
And I brewed us up a batch boy
And get your howlin′ at the moonlight
Through till the morning
Better hold on tight
Sleep all day cause we live by night

Oh moonshine
Rum, whiskey, and rye
We give the time and sale to the mountain trail
But pour that hard in a jar
That's right son, moonshine
It′s a little bottle of good time
It burns like hell but tastes like heaven