Copperhead Road - 1988/Live at the Town & Country Club, London

One, two, three, four
 Well, my name's John Lee Pettimore
 Same as my daddy and his daddy before
 I hardly ever saw grandaddy down here
 He only came to town about twice a year
 Buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
 Everybody knew that he made moonshine
 Now the revenue man wanted grandaddy bad
 Headed up the holler with everything he had
 It's before my time but I've been told
 He never came back from Copperhead Road
 Now daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge
 Bought it at an auction at the mason's lodge
 Johnson county sheriff painted on the side
 Shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
 Well, him and my uncle tore that engine down
 I still remember that rumblin' sound
 Then the sheriff came around in the middle of the night
 Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
 Headed out to Knoxville with the weekly load
 You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road
 Volunteered for the army on my birthday
 Draft the white trash first 'round here anyway
 Done my two tours of duty in Vietnam
 I came home with a brand new plan
 I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
 Just plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
 Now the D.E.A's got a chopper in the air
 Wake up screaming like I'm back over there
 Learned a thing or two from Charlie don't you know
 You better stay away from Copperhead Road
 Copperhead Road
 Copperhead Road
 Copperhead Road
 Thank you