Monongahela Rye
Average Joey
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Well I came to this country with nothing to my name Except a copper still and a satchel of grain And I made my own way boys Till that old devil Neville tried to take it all away Turning water into whiskey like an Appalachian Christ Sipping on Monongahela Rye When the tax man comes to try to steal him some I'll swear all I have is mine Fists was thrown, we burned a man's home And we was justified It matched the fire in our bellies from that old fashioned rye And now I face the gallows pole If you want to quell this rebellion you'd better let me go Turning water into whiskey like an Appalachian Christ Sipping on Monongahela Rye When the tax man comes to try to steal him some I'll swear all I have is mine Well the water here is poison But rye whiskey is mighty bold We didn't fight no revolution Just to turn around and do as were told Turning water into whiskey like an Appalachian Christ Sipping on Monongahela Rye When the tax man comes to try to steal him some I'll swear all I have is mine
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