Luther Dickinson - Moonshine lyrics

[Verse 1] Crack symbols and the queen's Africa Ashes to ashes and dust to dust The club burned down to the concrete floor The old jukebox won't play no more Crack symbols and the queen's Africa [Chorus] In the moonlight shining through the trees Hornets s**le on a southern breeze I miss the moonshine and the old times Sitting in with the house band And the bootleggers of the bottomland [Verse 2] Old Gabe used to blow up and down the picnic ground With [?] watson and Kenneth Brown People ask me what it was like Out in the country on a sunday night [?] seen a mighty few [?] How Old Gabe use to blow [Chorus] In the moonlight shining through the trees Hornets s**le on a southern breeze I miss the moonshine and the old times Sitting in with the house band And the bootleggers of the bottomland I miss the moonshine and the old times Sitting in with the house band And the bootleggers of the bottomland [Verse 3] So let's do it like we did before In marshall county down highway 4 A gangster walk across a chilli joint floor bu*terfly bugged up a jug outdoor The old folks know what it was like Out in the country on a sunday night So pour some more on the floor And do it like we did before [Chorus] In the moonlight shining through the trees Hornets s**le on a southern breeze I miss the moonshine and the old times Sitting in with the house band And the bootleggers of the bottomland I miss the moonshine and the old times Sitting in with the house band And the bootleggers of the bottomland Moonshine I miss the moonshine Moonshine I miss the moonshine The Mississippi moonshine