Moonshine Guy/Releasing the Celtic Prisoners

Back in the trailer 20 foot long
With a jug and a dog and the radio on
In a life that plays like a country song
That you never heard on the radio
He wasn’t too big on company
Hollywood or NYC
Once he blew up his TV
Because it wouldn’t play his favorite song
And he yells and he roars
Likes the Stones hates the Doors
Thinks The Beatles sing for girls
He’s a moonshine guy in a six pack world
He never met a man that he couldn’t put down
He’s a three legged mule in a one horse town
He’s no man’s fool no lady’s clown
He’s a rusted piece of history
Opinionated night and day
Says what he likes and he likes what he says
He don’t care much anyway for your myth or mysteries
Georgia’s always on his mind
Tennessee ain’t far behind
Last time around same as before
Every evening when he walks through the door