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Halfway between Deep Fork and the Buckeye Creek
Amongst the briar thickets and the blackjack trees
Pawpaw lived there in a rusty tin roof shack
With a blacksmith's forge that poured out clouds of smoke out back
And when the markets crashed and the hard times came
The law looked the other way
And he made Okfuskee Whiskey
Pawpaw brewed from Oklahoma corn
Okfuskee Whiskey
Yeah, it burned like fire straight out of his forge
Okfuskee Whiskey
All the way from Boulder down to New Orleans
And every one-horse map dot town in between
He was hauling hundred proof out underneath the stars
Long before the interstates and Dale Earnhardt
Shippin' shine in that Pontiac with the jug sloshin' in back
Okfuskee Whiskey
Pawpaw brewed from Oklahoma corn
Okfuskee Whiskey
Yeah, it burned like fire straight out of his forge
Okfuskee Whiskey
To this day over there on Shannon Hill
The revenuers never found my granddad's still
But I got into blacksmith and fired up that forge
And there's a brick on a stump about
A hundred yards south of the porch
So when midnight comes leave a twenty and a five
When you come back you'll find
Okfuskee Whiskey
It's still brewed from Oklahoma corn
Okfuskee Whiskey
Still burns like fire straight out of his forge
Okfuskee Whiskey
Okfuskee Whiskey