GBH - Moonshine Song lyrics

[GBH - Moonshine Song lyrics]

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
And we kept my little brother 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
Traveled 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
As I lay here dying, I hear coyote hoots
But, it's two drunk Indians stealing my boots

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