Whiskey From a Jar

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I thought of the first line of this song, this morning, and decided to write it down so that I wouldn't forget it. As I did, I proceeded to write the rest ...

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  • I'm back the next day to hear this one again.
  • Good story and lyrics and the music fit it.  Good jo.b
  • great song jon, thanks for puttin it out:0)
  • Excellent!
  • powerful song!!!!

     

    i enjoyed it very much

  • Here are the words, if you want to follow along:

     

    My dadd's daddy ran moonshine

    Back in Tennessee

    Half a dozen stills at any given time

    Hidden up and down the creek

     

    People back home didn't think much of us

    You know how people are

    Preached against the sinners on Sunday morning

    Then drank their whiskey from a jar

     

    Daddy got a job and he moved away

    Raised my sister and me

    Moved us around from town to town

    But he never really left the creek

     

    Daddy started preaching in his later years

    Man that was something to see

    Preached against the sinners on Sunday morning

    The Reverend Bobby G

     

    The people in the church thought the world of him

    You know how people are

    He preached against the sinners like me

    Who drink our whiskey from a jar

     

    I lost my daddy in the summer

    Didn't get to say goodbye

    Lowered him down in the cold cold ground

    So sad I couldn't cry

     

    Sometimes I think he didn't care much for me

    You know how people are

    I think that he was disappointed

    That I drink my whiskey from a jar

    Drink my whiskey from a jar

     

     

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