Pine Box Boogie

Step right up and take a trip with me
Way back to the year in 1933
When the law was large and sniffin' round
For them moonshine stills, sittin' high on the mound
This ain't no tale like copper head road
Cause they caught my ass, and shot me cold
I do the pine box boogie

I do the pine box boogie
Nobody talks to me
Cause I look a little spooky
Well there ain't a blue-eyed floozy
Who'd give it up to me
When you're down in the ground
Doin' the pine box boogie

With the state of they day it ain't too grim down here
You'll be lookin' pretty funky funky with that legal everclear
Not as tasty as the batch grandpappy used to make
Talkin bout the shine that'd make his old lady shake
When it hit that tongue, it'd sure wet a willy
It'd show ya how to do the pine box boogie

You do the pine box boogie
You do the pine box boogie
Nobody talks to me
Cause I look a little spooky
Well there ain't a blue-eyed floozy
Who'd give it up to me
When you're down in the ground
Doin' the pine box boogie

I do the pine box boogie
I do the pine box boogie
Nobody talks to me
Cause I look a little spooky
Well there ain't a blue-eyed floozy
Who'd give it up to me
When you're down in the ground
Doin' the pine box boogie

Well there ain't a blue-eyed floozy
Who'd give it up to me
When you're down in the ground
Doin' the pine box boogie

Nobody talks to me
Cause I look a little spooky