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Sunday, December 5, 2010

Sippin' an' readin'

WHITE LIGHTNING
by GC

I got me a mason jar filled
with corn likker, the good stuff,
smooth, but with a kick

Been buyin' that stuff
sans the tax stamp
for neigh on fifty years

Sometimes I see the Sheriff
down there in the hollow
he ain't crackin' down, he's buyin'

Gonna be a sad day
when the Revnooer finds the still
an' takes an ax to that ambrosia

Then there'll be no corn likker
to smooth out the night while you're a sittin'
and a readin' WHITE LIGHTNING

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