Moonshine Song lyrics

Song information

Artist: G.B.H.
Album: From Here To Reality

Lyrics

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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