I’ve been a moonshiner for seventeen long years.
I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer.
I’ll go to some hollow and set up my still
And if whiskey don’t kill me then I don’t know what will.

I’ll go to some bar room and drink with my friends
Where the women can’t follow and see what I spend.
I love them pretty women; I wish they were mine;
Their breath is as sweet as the dew on the vine.

Let me eat when I’m hungry, drink when I’m dry,
Give me money when I’m hard up, religion when I die,
For the whole worlds a bottle and life’s but a dram;
When the bottle gets empty, it ain’t worth a damn.