[Verse 1]
There's a pine log shack in the mountain
That's where my Corey dwells
She makes the finest mash liquor
What she doesn't drink she sells
[Verse 2]
Well, the first time I seen darlin' Corey
She was weavin' through the woods
With a kerosene lantern on her shoulder
And a satchel full of goods
[Verse 3]
Please do drop down next Monday
Please bring me a jug or five
When the sun comes up on Tuesday
Don't figure to be alive
[Verse 4]
Don't care if you are livin'
Don't care if you are dead
If you're gonna drink my product
Then I'm gonna take your bread (Frail, pardner)
[Verse 5]
Well, the last time I seen darlin' Corey
She was wand'rin' through the weeds
With the government man behind her
Gonna grab her for her deeds
[Verse 6]
Wake up, wake up, darlin' Corey
What makes you sleep so sound?
The revenue officer's a-comin'
Gonna tear your still house down
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