I ain't shaved my beard in about three years
Ain't been to a dentist in four
I've been stealin' copper off the side of these houses
I'mma need about two dozen more
'Cause I'm building a still up in Boise County
And they ain't gonna find my trail
Call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
I've got some shine for sale
I went on up to Idaho City, thought I'd test my luck with a pan
I'd sift through the mud but I swear they ain't seen gold since 1910
Time got harder, never thought I'd ever have to choose 'tween whiskey and a wife
But this high-proof liquor and some bluegrass pickers gonna keep me runnin' for life
It wasn't long 'fore the lawman found me, word got out around town
There's a boy from Georgia up side of them mountains
Making stuff that'll send you heaven-bound
When he found me I was already ready
But he said I ain't sendin' you to jail
They call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
Have you got any 'shine for sale?
They call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
Have you got any moonshine for sale?
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I ain't shaved my beard in about three years
Ain't been to a dentist in four
I've been stealin' copper off the side of these houses
I'mma need about two dozen more
'Cause I'm building a still up in Boise County
And they ain't gonna find my trail
Call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
I've got some shine for sale
I went on up to Idaho City, thought I'd test my luck with a pan
I'd sift through the mud but I swear they ain't seen gold since 1910
Time got harder, never thought I'd ever have to choose 'tween whiskey and a wife
But this high-proof liquor and some bluegrass pickers gonna keep me runnin' for life
It wasn't long 'fore the lawman found me, word got out around town
There's a boy from Georgia up side of them mountains
Making stuff that'll send you heaven-bound
When he found me I was already ready
But he said I ain't sendin' you to jail
They call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
Have you got any 'shine for sale?
They call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
Have you got any moonshine for sale?
Ain't been to a dentist in four
I've been stealin' copper off the side of these houses
I'mma need about two dozen more
'Cause I'm building a still up in Boise County
And they ain't gonna find my trail
Call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
I've got some shine for sale
I went on up to Idaho City, thought I'd test my luck with a pan
I'd sift through the mud but I swear they ain't seen gold since 1910
Time got harder, never thought I'd ever have to choose 'tween whiskey and a wife
But this high-proof liquor and some bluegrass pickers gonna keep me runnin' for life
It wasn't long 'fore the lawman found me, word got out around town
There's a boy from Georgia up side of them mountains
Making stuff that'll send you heaven-bound
When he found me I was already ready
But he said I ain't sendin' you to jail
They call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
Have you got any 'shine for sale?
They call it mountain dew, or that old white lightning
Have you got any moonshine for sale?
Writer: Nathan Vital
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