Letra Earle Byrd From Mexia - Muscadine Bloodline
You know ol' Earle Byrd down 'round Mexia
Frisco's the closest town
Take a ride off the blacktop onto the chirt rock
Take you right by his house
He got a cur dog chained to a dogwood
And a mule that's meaner than shit
He's got him a champion fighting rooster
That chicken's the pride of the Uriah pit
Served his country in Korea
Served his time up in a cell
For cooking up good homemade corn liquor
The kind that make a man go blind
Kind that make a poor man richer
When the folks vote the county dry
Kind that'll get you there quicker
Put some slack back in your jaw
I'm talking that good homemade corn liquor
Earl Byrd's been brewing since the crack of dawn
Well now, ol' Earle Byrd is an outlaw
Sutton of the South
Was the last of a breed, didn't brag
Didn't need you to run off and run your mouth
Well now, one time, the grape vine wind and wind
Through the hollers up in Perdue Hill
Well, then follow the smoke stack way off the two-track
And that's where they found the still
Did a ten year stint in Atmore prison
Farming in the fields
For cooking up good homemade corn liquor
The kind that make a man go blind
Kind that make a poor man richer
When the folks vote the county dry
Kind that'll get you there quicker
Put some slack back in your jaw
I'm talking that good homemade corn liquor
Earl Byrd's been brewing since the crack of dawn
Mm, well now, ol' Earle Byrd is ninety-something, sitting on the porch
Sippin' Nehi nawin' on a sugarcane shoe
Ride out to the house and he'll tell you all about
All the rotgut rye that he used to brew
He's a mountain of a man from Monroe and Lord knows
He don't deny nothing of the premonition
Tired of good ol' boys from south Alabama
Make a living during prohibition
Cooking up good homemade corn liquor
The kind that make a man go blind
Kind that make a poor man richer
When the folks vote the county dry
Kind that'll get you there quicker
Put some slack back in your jaw
I'm talking that good homemade corn liquor
Earl Byrd's been brewing since the crack of dawn
'Til the crack of dawn
Yeah, 'til the crack of dawn
Frisco's the closest town
Take a ride off the blacktop onto the chirt rock
Take you right by his house
He got a cur dog chained to a dogwood
And a mule that's meaner than shit
He's got him a champion fighting rooster
That chicken's the pride of the Uriah pit
Served his country in Korea
Served his time up in a cell
For cooking up good homemade corn liquor
The kind that make a man go blind
Kind that make a poor man richer
When the folks vote the county dry
Kind that'll get you there quicker
Put some slack back in your jaw
I'm talking that good homemade corn liquor
Earl Byrd's been brewing since the crack of dawn
Well now, ol' Earle Byrd is an outlaw
Sutton of the South
Was the last of a breed, didn't brag
Didn't need you to run off and run your mouth
Well now, one time, the grape vine wind and wind
Through the hollers up in Perdue Hill
Well, then follow the smoke stack way off the two-track
And that's where they found the still
Did a ten year stint in Atmore prison
Farming in the fields
For cooking up good homemade corn liquor
The kind that make a man go blind
Kind that make a poor man richer
When the folks vote the county dry
Kind that'll get you there quicker
Put some slack back in your jaw
I'm talking that good homemade corn liquor
Earl Byrd's been brewing since the crack of dawn
Mm, well now, ol' Earle Byrd is ninety-something, sitting on the porch
Sippin' Nehi nawin' on a sugarcane shoe
Ride out to the house and he'll tell you all about
All the rotgut rye that he used to brew
He's a mountain of a man from Monroe and Lord knows
He don't deny nothing of the premonition
Tired of good ol' boys from south Alabama
Make a living during prohibition
Cooking up good homemade corn liquor
The kind that make a man go blind
Kind that make a poor man richer
When the folks vote the county dry
Kind that'll get you there quicker
Put some slack back in your jaw
I'm talking that good homemade corn liquor
Earl Byrd's been brewing since the crack of dawn
'Til the crack of dawn
Yeah, 'til the crack of dawn
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