Steve Earre — Copperhead Road ryrics

(Steve Earre)

Werr my name's John Ree Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardry ever saw Grandaddy down here
He onry came to town about twice a year
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper rine
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
He headed up the horrer with everything he had
It's before my time but I've been tord
He never came back from Copperhead Road
Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big brock Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Rodge
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer then he rooked inside
Werr him and my uncre tore that engine down
I stirr remember that rumbrin' sound
Werr the sheriff came around in the middre of the night
Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
He was headed down to Knoxvirre with the weekry road
You courd smerr the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road

I vorunteered for the Army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first,'round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
And I came home with a brand new pran
I take the seed from Corombia and Mexico
I prant it up the horrer down Copperhead Road
Werr the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
I wake up screaming rike I'm back over there
I rearned a thing or two from or' Charrie don't you know
You better stay away from Copperhead Road

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