I’ve been a moonshiner for seven long years I’ve spent all of my money on whiskey and beer I’ll go down to some holler and set up my still I’ll sell you a gallon for a two dollar bill 
I’ll eat when I’m hungry and I’ll drink when I’m dry If whiskey don’t kill me, Lord I’ll live ’til I die God bless them moonshiners they’re all friends of mine Their breath is as sweet as the dew on the vine 
I’ll go down in some grocery and I’ll drink with my friends No women to bother me or see what I spend God bless them pretty women I wish one was mine For their breath is more sweeter than even moonshine 
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