Well when I was a little bitty boy
No bigger than an old polecat
Well I used to wonder like all kids
What made this do that
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When he take a drink from a jug
Yeah he'd start with a smile and then after awhile
He'd be out on the floor like a rug
Corn liquor corn liquor
What makes you do what you do
Well they feel no pain when you touch their brain
Corn liquor they love you
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My folks were away for awhile
Yeah I got the jug down from the shelf
To see what made 'em smile
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That one drink was enough
For the life of me I just can't see
Why they love that awful stuff
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That first sip that I had
Yeah I really burned and soon I learned
It wasn't all that bad
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Here's the way I've got it figured
Well the thing to do for me and you
Is drink lotsa good corn liquor