Tyler Childers - Pray over the moonshine still

^EWell call up the reverend, ^Awon't you get him up here now ^B11That old gal won't get to work ^Atill every head is ^Ebowed ^EWe got new copper wire, ^Ashe's lookin pretty nice ^B11We can't stock the court room ^Atill we take it up with ^Echrist

^ESo Pray o'er the moonshine still ^APray that money runs through them hills ^B11We'll strike gold if it's your will ^AJust pray o'er the moonshine still

^EWell momma needs a may tag ^Aand the babies all need shoes ^B11But at the rate that we are goin ^Awe'll never see the ^Eblues ^EOur corporations boomin ^Awe're known both near and far ^B11But if we're going to reach the masses ^Awe're gonna have to buy a ^Ecar

^ESo Pray o'er the moonshine still ^APray that money runs through them hills ^B11We'll strike gold if it's your will ^AJust pray o'er the moonshine still

^EThey say that I'm a sinner ^Athey say I'm bound for hell ^B11But I know every babtist boy, ^Aand I know em very^E well ^ESo if I don't reach glory, ^AIf I ride that long black train ^B11Well I'll be in good company, ^Asippin moonshine all the ^Eway

^ESo Pray o'er the moonshine still ^APray that money runs through them hills ^B11We'll strike gold if it's your will ^AJust pray o'er the moonshine still