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Moonshine Song
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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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