Early one morning sitting on my porch Downing the whiskey, chewing tobacco In my rocking chair with a shotgun in my hand Always contemplating hitting on my bitch Why the hell didn't you pack your bags and runaway My moonshine drove me crazy and voices told me blow you away Unadulterated meetings in the dark Your man's a hick and you're a god damn whore Y'all gave me no choice but to blow you both away Now you're 6ft under chewing on my dirt