Luyện nghe bài hát (The Virtues of) Wild Corn Whiskey

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Homegrown red-eye in oak barrels,
Yeah I work the twilight hits my door.
And as the sun descends the shadows,
Yeah find me n' Satan on the porch.

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Think I wanna sink one more bottle,
mountain moonshine with the devil by my side.
is divine,
Just like water wine,
a virtue.
Like a liquor store,
Evil shading my door,
a wild brew.

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And as the glare of a new sun rising blinds me,
My words they're troubling my head.
No you'll never find a who prizes liquor,
Well perhaps time white whiskey I thee wed.

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Well think I sink just one more bottle,
Drinkin' mountain with the devil by my side.
is divine,
Just water into wine,
a virtue.
Like a shady store,
shading my back door,
It's a brew.
Hey hey hey.

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Reckon it's time to forsake ole Woodmill,
By now I have paid my union dues.
Leave those heady days far behind me,
Yeah pack up homegrown hooch and do as I choose.

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Well think I'm on the brink of a breakdown,
slurring seeing inner demons far and wide.
Well my mind is numbing,
Yet I see the a-comin',
to pull through.
Now my skin is full,
It's got me kicking a mule,
It's a brew.

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Years of excess on my shoulders,
The pearly gates distant as I climb.
So as I right for the fiery hollow,
find me partaking one last time.

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Well think I sink just one more bottle,
Drinkin' mountain moonshine the devil by my side.
is divine,
Just water into wine,
a virtue.
Like a liquor store,
Evil my back door,
It's a brew.

Empty on the floor,
Led the to my door,
a wild brew.