I've been a moonshiner Ever since that I've been born I've drunk up my money And stilled up all my corn I'll go to some dark hollow Set up my moonshine still I'll make you one gallon For a five dollar bill I'll go to some dark hollow And get you some booze If the revenues don't get me No money will I lose It's come on all you moonshiners And stand you in a row You look so sad and lonesome You're lonesome, yes I know I love them pretty women And wish they all were mine Their breath smells so sweetly Like good old moonshine