no dimes in yout pocket
no bills in you wallet
no cash in the bank
ain´t no good at all

honey you´re not wise
you don´t realise
people talk you know
guess what i´ve been told
when you come home late
that beat look on your face
don´t tell me it´s because
you´re working night and day
i´m not blind
i got eyes you see
you´re a mean mioonshiner

you´ve benn senn down at joe´s
spending all of my dough
splashing bourbon and rye

playing randy and dandy, the game stakes are high

honey you´re a lie
just a no good guy
phoney romey
in a late late show
when i took you home
to mama she said
this guy looks like
he´s got a hoke in his head
lord protect us from evil she cried
he´s a mean moonshiner

honey don´t you grieve
when i take my leave
i ain´t gona cry
for my last goodbye
i´m gonna take that door
don´t care what you say
you never did say much anyway
i care no longer
for the company
of a mean moonshiner