The Moonshiner

No dimes in yout pocket
No bills in you wallet
No cash in the bank
Aint no good at all
Honey youre not wise
You dont realise
People talk you know
Guess what Ive been told
When you come home late
That beat look on your face
Dont tell me its because
Youre working night and day
Im not blind
I got eyes you see
Youre a mean mioonshiner
Youve benn senn down at Joes
Spending all of my dough
Splashing bourbon and rye
Playing randy and dandy, the game stakes are high
Honey youre a lie
Just a no good guy
Phoney Romey
In a late late show
When I took you home
To mama she said
This guy looks like
Hes got a hoke in his head
Lord protect us from evil she cried
Hes a mean moonshiner
Honey dont you grieve
When I take my leave
I aint gona cry
For my last goodbye
Im gonna take that door
Dont care what you say
You never did say much anyway
I care no longer
For the company
Of a mean moonshiner