That first drink hits you like a cheap shot
Yeah, it burns goin’ down but it fixes what you got
They say we ain’t much, but I ain’t gonna lie
I’m stayin’ round these parts till the day I die
Unscrew the lid, may be some rust on the lip
This ol’ jar of shine was pulled from the barn where it was hid
You know us country folks know how to do it right
After supper we’ll be passin’ round this ol’ jar tonight
Yeah, it’s that white lightnin’, that medicine, that liquid gold
Stump water, skullcracker, bootleg or hooch, call it whatever… we’ll all know
Sometimes word gets out, ’bout the good stuff in town
People come round here, start poking around
Got a 12 gauge slug, buckshot loaded next
Poke around too hard, you’ll be put to rest
We been good at hiding this still for hundred plus years
To protect our family recipe, we’ll make you disappear
The best stuff’s brewed in a rusty ol’ shack
Drippin’ from an ol’ copper still hidden out back
The man with the star ain’t got nothin’ to say
‘Cause we slip him some shine to look the other way
It’s just a small town way to get by
We’ll drink some shine with friends any ol’ night
Yeah, it’s that white lightnin’, that medicine, that liquid gold
Stump water, skullcracker, bootleg or hooch, call it whatever… we’ll all know
Sometimes word gets out, bout the good stuff in town
People come round here, start poking around
Got a 12 gauge slug, buckshot loaded next
Poke around too hard, you’ll be put to rest
We been good at hiding this still for hundred plus years
To protect our family recipe, we’ll make you disappear
Some folks call shinin’ a sin, a highway to hell
But they shoulda heard the stories my granddad would tell
Runnin’ from the law, years of smugglin’ that shine
He outsmarted them lawmen every damn time
So, pass the jar, let it make its way ’round
This jar’s in honor of my grandad, then we’ll pass another round
Yeah, it’s that white lightnin’, that medicine, that liquid gold
Stump water, skullcracker, bootleg or hooch, call it whatever… we’ll all know
Got my hand on the Bible, lips sealed tight
Ain’t no way I’m givin’ up our recipe without a fight
We done hid our still for hundred plus years
To protect our old family recipe we’ll make you disappear




