1.Dirty Trade
Born on a mountain top
Back in 1945
Never had no ma or pa to speak of
It was hard just to stay alive
Raised by a moonshinin', shit-kickin' son of a bitch
Taught me how to fight and he taught me how to drink
Born under the worst of bad signs
Born under a starless sky
Never knew no love or lover
It was hard just to get me by
Never no learnin', no schoolin', no readin' of books
I never had brains and I sure as hell never had looks
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Never had no chance at nothin' just a running my own still
Thousand gallons a week turns into a whole lot of bills
Never wanted to hurt no body and I never turned nobody blind
All I ever wanted was to cook me up my sweet Virginia moonshine
I found life in a dusty old still
I found meaning in a dirty trade
I found heaven in a heated coil
I found Jesus in that blue flame
Busthead, popskull, white lightening, mason jar
Cook it up, ship it in a racing car
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