Moonshine — The Silent Comedy

“Oh Anna, ‘s something you need?” She answered, “The stuff’s not cheap it’s true… But I like it!”

My spirits can drive you to drink That Marshall, don’t like what it makes you do So I hide it!

Oh in the dark of a backwoods night I blend my mash ‘till the mix is nice

Copper flash and a pilot fire How the pressure’s buildin’

Up Black Mountain and back off the road Shielded lanterns, their steps were so discreet But I spied them!

12 gauge buckshot, smoke in a ring Rusty padlocks, they guard my boilin’ wheat Quite nicely!

Oh how flashes light the sky Lead shot flies and fumes ignite

Bracelets snap and their fists do fly I feel them flat as they hit my sides

I see their shapes in the red firelight But I can’t stop or save it

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Anna!