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muscadine bloodline - earle byrd from mexia كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
you know ol’ earle byrd down round mexia
friscos the closest town
take a ride off the black top
onto the chirt rock
take ya right by his house
he got a cur dog chained to a dogwood
and a mule that’s meaner than sh_t
he’s got him a champion fighting rooster
that chickens the pride of the uriah pits
served his country in korea
served his time up in a cell

[chorus]
for cooking up good homemade corn liquor
kind that make a man go blind
kind that make a poor man richer
when the folks vote the county dry
kind that’ll get ya there quicker
put some slack back in ya jaw
i’m talkin’ that good homеmade corn liquor
earle byrd been brewin’ sincе the crack of dawn

[verse 2]
well now ol’ earle byrd is an outlaw
sutton of the south
was the last of a breed , didn’t brag
didn’t need you to run off and run ya mouth
well now one time the grapevine
wind and wind through the hollers up in perdue hill
well then follow the smoke stack way off the two track
and that’s where they found the still
did a ten year stint in atmore prison
farming in the fields
see muscadine bloodline live
get tickets as low as $17
[chorus]
for cooking up good homemade corn liquor
kind that make a man go blind
kind that make a poor man richer
when the folks vote the county dry
kind that’ll get ya there quicker
put some slack back in ya jaw
i’m talkin’ that good homemade corn liquor
earle byrd been brewin’ since the crack of dawn

[verse 3]
well now ol’ earle byrd is 90 something
sittin’ on the porch sippin’ nehi
gnawin’ on a sugar cane shoe
ride out to the house and he’ll tell ya all about
all the rot gut rye that he used to brew
he’s a mountain of a man from monroe
an’ lord knows he don’t deny nothing of the premonition
tired of good ‘ol boys from south alabama
make a livin’ during prohibition

[chorus]
cooking up good homemade corn liquor
kind that make a man go blind
kind that make a poor man richer
when the folks vote the county dry
kind that’ll get ya there quicker
put some slack back in ya jaw
i’m talkin’ that good homemade corn liquor
earle byrd been brewin’ since the crack of dawn
[outro]
till the crack of dawn
yeah, till the crack of dawn

- muscadine bloodline

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