Lyrics:
Walking this high road are warriors from an olden time
Curse on this land and the days far behind us
Dragons we've slain, rescued many maiden?s
Walking this high road are warriors from an olden time
Curse on this land and the days far behind us
Dragons we've slain, rescued many maiden's
Walking this high road are warriors from an olden time
Curse on this land and the days far behind us
Dragons we've slain, rescued many maiden?s
And then you'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn squeezin'
Sh, white lightnin'
Well, the "G" men, "T" men
And then you'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn squeezin'
Sh, white lightnin'
Well, the "G" men, "T" men
And there are songs from pain
Some songs were done by chosen men
Some from men, insane
Groove, baby, groove on the light, one time
Groove, baby,
And there are songs from pain
Some songs were done by chosen men
Some from men, insane
Groove, baby, groove on the light, one time
Groove, baby,
And then he'd fill him a jug
And he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin'
You're pappy's corn squeezin'
White lightning
Yeah, the G-Men, T-Men
fill him a jug and he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin'
White lightnin'
Well the G men, T men, revenuers, too
Searchin'
he'd fill him a jug mmm-hmm and pass it around
Mighty mighty pleasin' you're pappy's home-squeezin'
Bwsh, white lightnin'
[Chorus]
Yeah the G-men
fill him a jug
And he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin'
Pappy's corn squeezin'
Whshhhoooh, white lightnin'
Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers
a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist
a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist
day
Filled with hopes and filled with fears
Filled with blood and sweat and tears
Meant men the mighty thousands
Many men to victory
Marching
The ogre-men are coming out
From the two-way mirror mountain
They're running up behind and they're coming all about
Can't go east 'cause you gotta go south
And then he'd fill him a jug
And he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin'
You're pappy's corn squeezin'
White lightning
Yeah, the G-Men, T-Men
(Dolly Parton)
Dr. Robert F. Thomas
May his name forever stand
Dr. Robert F. Thomas
Was a mighty, mighty man
And he enriched the lives
And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
To mold a new reality
Closer to the heart
Closer to the heart
The blacksmith
He is high and mighty he is high and mighty
He is there and ever waiting
Reaching out to you and me
He is high and mighty
Oh, mighty is His power
Have you ever heard the story
Of the fight of Little Big Horn
Right from the lips
Of someone that saw?
Well, I was there on that
Cold
And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
To mold a new reality
Closer to the heart
Closer to the heart
The blacksmith
It took a mighty good man with salty hands
And a mighty long raft to keep the fore before the act
You take ten good men and guts and luck
And you
all think,
Will they save us in the end, we're trembling on the brink.
Men's mighty mine-machines digging in the ground,
Stealing rare minerals
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