Moonshiner Songtext
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I was born on the shore where the storm struck
The windows were boarded up tightly
And I was carried on the mud of a flood
That carved rivers right through this bright valley
With both hands in my pockets
And this story I was carrying
I was born with the longing of a song
Sung to lift onto freedom these weary
The windows were boarded up tightly
And I was carried on the mud of a flood
That carved rivers right through this bright valley
With both hands in my pockets
And this story I was carrying
I was born with the longing of a song
Sung to lift onto freedom these weary
And I'll be buried in the ground of this place
As our histories paper my lined face
With both hands in my pockets
And this story I was carrying
Where we all go for dancing
Where we all go for fun
Where we all go quiet in the end
As our histories paper my lined face
With both hands in my pockets
And this story I was carrying
Where we all go for dancing
Where we all go for fun
Where we all go quiet in the end
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