Testo di Pray Over The Moonshine Still

Well call up the reverend Won't you get him up here now That old gal won't get to work till every head is bowed We got new copper wire She's lookin' pretty nice And we can't start the corn Till we take it up with Christ So pray o'er the moonshine still Pray that the money rolls through them hills We'll strike gold if it's your will Just pray o'er the moonshine still Well mama needs a Maytag And the babies all need shoes But at the rate that we are goin' We'll never see the blues Our corporations boomin' Were known both near and far But if we're gonna reach the masses We're gonna have to buy a car But first pray o'er the moonshine still Pray that the money rolls through them hills We'll strike gold if it's your will Just pray o'er the moonshine still They say that I'm a sinner They say I'm bound for hell But I know every baptist boy And I know them very well So if I don't reach glory If I ride that long black train Well I'll be in good company sippin' moonshine all the way So pray o'er the moonshine still Pray that the money rolls through them hills We'll strike gold if it's your will Just pray o'er the moonshine still