Muahahahaha!
Up at Joe McCallum's in the town of Cush and Dole
Fiddles and the whistle playing,
chicken reeling all
Mickey from the barn with a bottle of the shine
Says,
he made it yesterday the best you'll ever find
Had a few too many and the struggle dealt the door
The moon was shining on the sea on the rushy moor
I lay down in the header boys before I headed home
So aside I won't forget,
it chilled me to the bone
There was Big Tim,
Father Jim,
and Mickey,
Ben,
and Nellie
Flitting,
rattling on the copper pots and kicking up the din Perimeters,
corkscrewers,
barrel makers,
chimney cleaners All the dead distillers,
they were dancing round the snow
Hehehehehe!
Well they jumped up and grabbed me by the
coat and by the beard Here's another customer,
don't be so afeard You made it to our dance,
we hold it every year If you ever made a dropper,
dear,
you're very welcome here
Moonshine,
pot sheen,
call it what you will You lock your pills in medicine,
you gargle down your fill
The devil lets us out once a year to have a ball
Take a jog and knock a bank before the Easter calls
Big Tim,
Father Jim,
Mickey,
Ben,
and Nellie Flitting,
rattling on the copper pots and kicking up the din
Perimeters,
corkscrewers,
barrel makers,
chimney cleaners All the dead distillers,
they were dancing round the snow
Mm-hmm, dead distillers!
In the morning when the sun hit me in the eye
I jumped up like a rabbit,
boys,
I thought I nearly died
I swear to go and out the strump I'll never drink at all
From that night I met the devil at the moonshiner ball
Go!