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Текст песни G.B.H. - Moonshine Song

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I grew up in the deep South, and wore dungarees.We lived in a little shack, and ate bacon grease.I slept with my sister, and she slept with my pa.It didn`t bother my mother, `cus we kept him in a jar.I ain`t got no moonshine, I ain`t got no wife.Oh Lord help me, rebuild my life.Since I was a young boy, travelled far from home.Oh Lord don`t let me die on my own.I ended up in prison, down in Tennessee.There were 14 bad dudes, in the cell with me.I felt so dirty, I felt like a pig.Got raped in the showers by Mr Big.Now my life`s nearly over, it`s been a pain.And my eyes are getting bad, I didn`t see that train.Now as I lay dying, I hear coyote hoots.But it`s two drunk Indians, and they`ve stole my boots.

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