Dirty Water Lyrics

Verse:
My dad sipped whiskey back in 92� � we were sipping to Cash and Folsom Prison Blues.
I was 5 years old; I didn�t understand he said �someday this will make you a man.�
Put hair on your chest, stand a little taller � plus it�s one way for a man to earn a dollar.

Chorus:
Down past the creek and up through the holler, mama�s got the still that my daddy bought her.
Keep it from the cops, or things will get hotter, put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water.
Put it in a mason jar and call it DIRTY WATER!

Verse:
It didn�t take me long just to learn to family trade, I was taking all the business that my mom and dad made. Cash in a trash bag
you wouldn�t understand � moonshine whiskey put the money in my hand. I sold it to a preacher�s boy and a farmer�s daughter; damn
I�ll get you hooked with just one swoller.

Chorus:
Down past the creek and up through the holler, mama�s got the still that my daddy bought her.
Keep it from the cops, or things will get hotter, put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water.
Put it in a mason jar and call it DIRTY WATER!

Verse:
Sheriff and the boys said it�s going down � the moonshine flowing like a river through the town.
Six shooter ready, it�s waiting in my hand � the money in a milk crate and some rubber bands.
I�m filling up the jars full of Dirty Water, damn I think it�s time for these people to get slaughtered.

Chorus:
Down past the creek and up through the holler, mama�s got the still that my daddy bought her.
Keep it from the cops, or things will get hotter, put it in a mason jar and call it Dirty Water.
Put it in a mason jar and call it DIRTY WATER!

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