Moonshine
Verse 1
Anticipation builds
As you heat the still
Weeks of preparation
And brews to fill
Verse 2
Temperature rises
Steam starts to flow
Throw the first 100
Dont you know
Chorus
Gimme the smell of white spirit on the boil
Buckets of brews and long copper coils
Takes me back to simpler days
Of old rocking chairs and fields of hay
Verse 3
As the white drizzles slowly
Crystal and clear
My mind drifts back
To yesteryear
Verse 4
Smokey speakesys
In basements around
Pin stripe suits
And fancy dresses abound
Verse 5
Truck with running boards
And wooden trays
Speeding through hills
Making swift getaways
Chorus
Gimme the smell of white spirit on the boil
Buckets of brews and long copper coils
Takes me back to simpler days
Of old rocking chairs and fields of hay
Verse 6
I sit and pick
My banjo so slow
And drift further back
To times long ago
Verse 7
Smoke from still fires
Clouded the hills
Old men with jars
Drink their fill
Verse 8
Feet tapping in rythmn
Music full of soul
Played on rough instruments
Of timber and steel
Chorus
Gimme the smell of white spirit on the boil
Buckets of brews and long copper coils
Takes me back to simpler days
Of old rocking chairs and fields of hay
Verse 9
Bright country fairs
Folks dancing in circles
Golden corn cooking
Spicy chicken on the grill
Verse 10
Moonshine takes me back
To much better times
Of wonderful music
And simpler lives
Chorus
Gimme the smell of white spirit on the boil
Buckets of brews and long copper coils
Takes me back to simpler days
Of old rocking chairs and fields of hay