Steve Earle - Cooperhead road

^Dmy name's John Lee Pettimore. Same as my daddy and his daddy before. You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here. He only come to town about twice a year. He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line. Everybody knew that he made moonshine. Now the r^Gevenue man wanted Grandaddy bad. He h^Deaded up the holler with everything he had. It's b^Gefore my time but I've been told. He n^Dever come back from Copperhead Road.

^DNow 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. Just shot a coat of primer and they looked inside. Well him and my uncle tore that engine down. I still remember that rumblin' sound. Well the s^Gheriff came around in the middle of the night. H^Deard Mama cryin' knew somethin wasn't right. He was h^Geaded down to Knoxville with the weekly load. You could s^Dmell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road.

^DI volunteered for the army on my birthday. They draft the white trash first, 'round here anyway. I done two tours of duty in Vietnam. And I came home with a brand new plan I take the seed from Columbia and Mexico. I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road. Well the ^GD.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air. I ^Dwake up screamin' like I'm back over there. I ^Glearned a thing or two from Charlie don't you know. You b^Detter stay away from Copperhead Road.