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Well now down deep in the Ozarks man, there were I was born
My grandfather owned a still and raised a field of corn
He told me boy, you gonna carry on this family tradition
Then he willed me the still plus all the guns and ammunition
You better start runnin' when the bullets start to fly
You better understand you face flash in the sky
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
My grandfather taught me all the secrets of the trade,
He taught me how to drink and sell the best of what I made
He taught me how to utilize the guns and ammuntion
And he ataught me how to deal with those who envied my position
You better start runnin' when the bullets start to fly
You better understand you face flash in the sky
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
There no "You'll meet you maker"
You're no religious too
There no "You'll meet you maker"
Don't be abandoned fool
There no "You'll meet you maker"
You're no religious too
There no "You'll meet you maker"
What you'd do
One day sheriff gerald coltrane came a knockin' at my door
He told me you won't be makin' that corn liquor no more
I finally got to utilize the guns and ammunition
And I finally got to deal with whose who envied my position
You better start runnin' when the bullets start to fly
You better understand you face flash in the sky
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
I'm runnin' shine
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