Bust out the Moonshine Lyrics by Casey Daniels Band
Casey Daniels Band Lyrics
Verse I
Know a moonshine runner, called everybody brother
Well he sold white lightning money rolled like thunder.
A dirty little spot laid back in the woods
Pistol grip pump, wish a mother lover would.
It ain't no fun when the rabbits got the gun, a chicken wire cage for his pit bull, skunk.
A hippy hillbilly throw a bonfire down, and if you can't swim, well you're bound to drown.
Chorus I
Firewater lemon drop, I sip the good stuff.
Turn off the porch light I’m bout to live it up
Old Hank cranking, party outside,
Call up the girls it's Friday night.
Bust out the Moonshine, Moonshine.
Bust out the Moonshine, Moonshine.
Verse II
Sun's going down; I’m up on my luck.
Like a bullet from a gun, on a bootlegging run.
Dirty Harry loaded sitting up on the dash, counting down the time to cash in on that ass.
I'm out running laws, no time for the feds, Smokey and the Bandit staying one step ahead.
No looking back when you're in this deep, Popcorn Sutton got nothing on me.
Chorus II
Firewater lemon drop, I sip the good stuff.
Turn off the porch light I’m bout to live it up
Old hank cranking, party outside, call up the girls it's Friday night.
Bust out the Moonshine, I sip the good stuff.
Turn off the porch light I’m bout to live it up
Old hank cranking, party outside, call up the girls it's Friday night.
Bust out the Moonshine, Moonshine.
Bust out the Moonshine, Moonshine.
Bridge
Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey.
Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey.
Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey.
Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey.
Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey.
Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey.
Chorus III
Firewater lemon drop, I sip the good stuff.
Turn off the porch light I’m bout to live it up
Old Hank cranking, party outside, call up the girls it's Friday night.
Bust out the Moonshine, Moonshine.
Bust out the Moonshine, Moonshine.
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