Whiskey Still

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Christopher Joseph Ford (born January 11, 1949) is an American former professional basketball player and head coach. He is known for making the first counted three-point shot on October 1979. A 6-foot-5 (1.96 m) guard, he played high school basketball at Holy Spirit High School in Absecon, New Jersey, before continuing on to Villanova University. He played 10 seasons (1972–1982) in the NBA as a member of the Detroit Pistons and Boston Celtics. Ford is credited with scoring the NBA's first three-point shot for the Boston Celtics on October 12, 1979, in a game against the Houston Rockets at Boston Garden. After winning a championship with the Boston Celtics, he ended his playing career in 1982 with 7,314 total points. Ford later served as a head coach for the C… more »

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Fifty paces from my back door, hidden in the tall dark pines
Searchin' for a way to ease my pain; take the worry from my mind
I find a whiskey still, in the pale moonshine
I find a whiskey still, in the pale moonshine

A little shot o' lightnin' gonna ease my worried mind

Old copper kettle burnin' mash to steam, drain it through a copper line
Cool it on down through an old radiator. Careful you don't go blind
Ya got a whiskey still, and the pale moonshine
Ya got a whiskey still, and the pale moonshine

Gonna brew a batch of whiskey; make me some dollars and dimes

My ol' lady come lookin' for me, round about four a.m.
Finds me on the porch in a rockin' chair, alcohol stinkin' again
I'm drinkin' whiskey still, in the pale moon shine
I'm drinkin' whiskey still, in the pale moon shine

My baby wants some lovin', gonna get a little taste of mine

Revenue man come around my house; try to take everything I own
(He) Took my car, took my cash hidden 'neath the porch. My baby, she done gone
Got my whiskey still, and my pale moonshine
Got my whiskey still, and my pale moonshine

Don't let the man find my whiskey, else I'm gonna do some time

Gettin' 'bout time to change my ways; Gettin' near the end of the line
Another shot of lightnin' gonna kill me dead, and the Devil gonna claim his prize
Layin' whiskey still, in the pale moonshine
(I'll) Be layin' whiskey still, in the pale moonshine

Stone cold dead, in the tall dark pines
Getting' stone cold sober was the last thing on my mind

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