Moonshine County USA

Lyrics:

© metaled
load the empty jars up in the car
time to take a trip gotta let it rip
fire up the stil some good ole kill
white lightning this stuff is for real

what i got is bought and paid
in moonshine county usa
selling good times by the pint
have a taste of mine home made shine

spend my cash for that mash
the lord knows theres copper running through my veins
time to make run time to get paid
a dime for for every drop of moonshine i make

making fire water
just like my father and his father before me