Some people say
They've ended up blind
Some people say
That they have lost their mind
Some people say
They've ended up dead
Well that must be
The best stuff we've made yet
Drink by the light of moonshine
Dance it's the fourth of July
We used to use barely
And some rye
Now it's cornmeal
Most of the time
It's a three tub mash
Comes out pure and white
Spit out the insects boy
It'll be alright
Drink by the light of moonshine
Dance it's the fourth of July
Drink by the light of moonshine
Dance it's the fourth of July