"Copperhead Road" Steve Earle (1988)

Writer: Steve Earle

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Well my name's 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

He'd 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

Before my time but I've been told

He never come back from Copperhead Road

Now Daddy ran the whiskey

in a big block Dodge

Bought it at an auction

at the Mason's 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 cryin', knew

something wasn't right

He was headed down to Kno ville

with the weekly load

You could smell the whiskey burnin'

down Copperhead Road

Huh

Huh huh

I volunteered for the Army

on my birthday

They draft the white trash first,

'round here anyway

I done two tours of duty in Viet nam

And I came home with a brand new plan

I take the seed from Colombia and Me ico

I just plant it at the holler

down Copperhead Road

Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper

in the air

I wake up screaming like

I'm back over there

I learned a thing or two from Charlie

don't you know

You better stay away

from Copperhead Road!

Waaaaaaaah

Copperhead Road!

Copperhead Road!

Huh

Copperhead Road!

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