I’ve been a moonshiner for seventeen long years
I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beers
In a wild lonesome holler I’ll build me my still
And I’ll make you a gallon for a two-dollar bill
I’ll go to some grocery, I’ll drink with my friends
No women to follow me to see what I spend
God bless those pretty women, I wish they was mine
Their breath is as sweet as dew on the vine
Well its cornbread when I’m hungry, corn liquor when I’m dry
And its greenbacks when I’m hard up, and religion when I die
The world’s but a bottle, and life’s but a dram
When the bottle is empty it ain’t worth a damn
I’ve been a moonshiner for seventeen long years
I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beers
In a wild lonesome holler I’ll build me my still
And I’ll make you a gallon for a two-dollar bill