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Down In The Gulley

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Down In The Gulley

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Well my granddaddy was a good man

No matter what the papers say

He worked 'til he bled for everything he had

Brought us up to do the same

One afternoon in june

They had us workin' just like a couple mules

My cousin and me were twenty feet deep

And covered in red mud clay

Well we ran pile(?) from the creek bed

Through the woods to the old grey shack

It was worth the trouble to work them shovels

For granddaddy's sour mash stash

All the weeds and pecan trees hid a secret

We all swore to keep

Well my granddaddy knew what the law would do

If they ever come snoopin' 'round back

Lord I'm down in the gulley

Where the creek is high

Lord I'm down in the gulley

Where only the moon shines

Without money you can't buy nothin'

And nothin' is a damned ol' shame

When you're in the hole

You'd sell your soul for runnin' water instead of rain

Well the hills were filled with the smell of cash

Cookin' in the copper still

Everybody knew where they get their brew

And that made our family name

Lord I'm down in the gulley

Where the creek is high

Lord I'm down in the gulley

Where only the moon shines

Well years and laws passed by

They couldn't keep the county dry

One night, the sheriff went to lookin'

For the man who was cookin' that bootleg moonshine

Well he called the press

And he brought his best to tear our old shack down

But when they went for the stash my granddaddy laughed

For the shack was a pump house

Lord I'm down in the gulley

Where the creek is high

Lord I'm down in the gulley

Where only the moon shines

It was down in the gulley

Where the creek is high

Lord I'm down in the gulley

Where only the moon shines

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