文本歌词

Copperhead Road (1989/Live In Calgary) - Steve Earle
Well my names john lee pettimore
Same as my daddy
And his daddy before
You hardly ever saw
Grandaddy down here
He only came to town about
Twice a year
Buy a hundred pounds of yeast
And some copper line
Everybody knew that
He made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted
Grandaddy bad
He headed up the holler
With everything he had
It's before my time
But I've been told
He never came back from
Copperhead road
Now daddy ran the whiskey
In a big block dodge
Bought it at an auction
At the masons lodge
Johnson county sheriff
Painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer
Then he looked inside
Well him and my uncle tore
That engine down
I still remember that rumblin sound
Well the sheriff came around
In the middle of the night
Heard mama crying
Knew something wasn't right
He was headed down to knoxville
With the weekly load
You could smell the whiskey burning
Down copperhead road
I volunteered for the army
On my birthday
They draft the white trash first
Round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in vietnam
And I came home
With a brand new plan
I take the seed from
Colombia and mexico
I plant it up the holler down
Copperhead road
Well the deas got a chopper in the air
I wake up screaming like
I'm back over there
I learned a thing or two from
Ol charlie don't you know
You better stay away from copperhead road
Copperhead road
Copperhead road
Copperhead road