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Whiskey About the Song: PMW's take on the Pink Floyd song, Money.
Lyrics for the Song: Whiskey, get away. One silver dollar for my bootleg Whiskey, it's a hit. Don't give me that do good bullshit Out yonder in the hills, corn liqueor moonshine still Whiskey, it's a sin. I know I'll never get to heaven. Whiskey, get back. Hounds are coming cover my tracks Sherrif knockin on my door, and I shot him with my 44. Whiskey, it's a crime Poor Man's Whiskey bootleg moonshine Whiskey, so they say. Is the root of evil today. Grandpa was a whiskey man, so pass that bottle fill up my dram
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