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Ian & Sylvia - Moonshine Can lyrics
Come all ye moonshine drinkers and you will quickly see, The work of a bold informer and the way they served me. I'll tell of the bold informer who’s lately been around. They jealously could not agree; they put my moonshine down. It being on Easter Sunday morn when down the road I see, Old Mickey wavin' both his arms and comin’ straight to me. He waved his arms and called aloud as down the road he ran, Sayin' "Pat, me Boy, there's an awful kick about your moonshine can." Then next there came a summons to tell me I must go. They made me walk that lonesome trail up to me knees in snow. They made me walk that lonesome trail and they put me on the stand, Sayin' "Patty Boy, you'll have to pay for havin' a moonshine can." "I'd like to know how moonshine's made," the Magistrate did say. "Of yeast cake and molasses, sure that's the proper way. "Of yeast cake and molasses, sure that's the cutest plan." And the Magistrate was happy then, he took my moonshine can. The Magistrate was happy then, God bless his eyes of blue. He sent me home with a Constabule and he told him what to do. To hear him break my moonshine can, it nearly burst my heart, But when he threw it in the bay, it tore me soul apart. Now here's to the right good Magistrate, "May the Lord receive my friend." And when he dies we'll bury him and he'll go to the other end. Saint Peter there will greet him and the gate he'll then unlock, Sayin', "Come right in, good Magistrate, and welcome to the flock." Now, here's to the man who wrote this song, I'm sure he was not lyin'. And if you want to know his name, his name is Patty Ryan. His name be Patty Ryan, my Boys, from Goose Town he belong. And when moonshine time comes 'round again, he'll make ‘er twice as strong. |
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