Well it's been 10 long years since I left my home
I found solace in the mountains all alone
Yeah I feel better when I'm sitting all alone
But the night's getting cold in my old homestead
I've got roosters that will keep me well and fed
Lord I've got roosters that will keep me well and fed
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But she left me with nothing but a moonshine still
And I'm praying that she comes home before I die alone
But if I die it's on this hill flatpicking as long as I can
'Til I die a moonshine man
Hang the boot up high above my snare
And I'm praying that it keeps away the bears
Lord I'm praying that it keeps away the bears
I've got an old guitar and a moonshine still
And they both can help to cure me when I'm ill
Lord they both can help to cure me when I'm ill
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But she left me with nothing but a moonshine still
And I'm praying that she comes home before I die alone
But if I die it's on this hill flatpicking as long as I can
'Til I die a moonshine man
Well the moonshine man, he's tough as nails
Some say he's still here playing from the hills
Oh lord at night I still can hear his guitar wail