Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil, Fill it with new-made corn mash and never more you´ll toil. You´ll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright,
Watch them jugs a-filling In the pale moonlight. Build you a fire with hickory, hickory, ash and oak, Don´t use no green or rotten wood; they´ll get you by the smoke. We´ll just lay there by the juniper... etc. My daddy, he made whiskey; my granddaddy, he did too. We ain´t paid no whiskey tax since 1792. We just lay there by the juniper... etc. (LAST LINE REPEATED)