In a cabin by the river where the old pines stand tall
There's a story 'bout the devil and a night we recall
Grandpa's copper pot still 'neath the pale moon's light
Brewed a fiery elixir that kept us warm at night
We'd gather 'round the fire with a jug and a grin
Passin' that jar 'til the dawn let the sun slip in
But one night I swear when the stars wouldn't shine
I saw him dance-the devil in the moonshine
Oh the devil in the moonshine twistin' through the smoke
Laughin' as we hollered 'til the night finally broke
He'd tempt you with a smile and a taste of that brew
Oh the devil in the moonshine saw what we all knew
Mama always warned us 'bout the spirits in the glass
But the taste of freedom's a thing that's hard to pass
We'd drink to our sorrows and our dreams left behind
Not knowin' we were playin' with the devil in the moonshine
Billy Joe took the dare drank a sip too deep
Never felt the cold steel as he drifted off to sleep
They say the devil whispers with each drop of that wine
We lost Billy that night-to the devil in the moonshine
Now the stories 'round these parts they get darker each year
The devil ain't no stranger when the moonshine is near
But still we light the fire and we pour another round
Keeping in our hearts what's lost and what we've found
Oh the devil in the moonshine twisting through the smoke
Laughing as we hollered till the night finally broke
He tempt you with a smile and a taste of that brew
Oh the devil in the moonshine someone we all knew