Chris Ford

Chris Ford

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Blues - Rock | Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Total Song Plays: 408   
Member Since: 2016
   Last Login: 3/21/2019

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Plays:

140

Song Description

Hard-Driving, Foot Stomping Country Rock song with the Blues at its core. Featuring some great guitar rhythm, lead guitar solos, and fantastic Blues Harmonica! Vocals are lively and fun, and the lyrics are completely unique, with the "hook" playing on various meanings of the phrases "whiskey still" and "pale moonshine"

Story Behind the Song

Life cycle of a moonshiner

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Broadjam Member Reviews

Very nice. You have a little bit of a Luke Bryan sound, in part of this. Great song, great idea. I loved the harmonica, too.

    - Doug Mayberry
Lyrics

Fifty paces from my back door, hidden in the tall dark pines.
Searchin' for a way to ease my pain; take the worry from my mind.

I find a whiskey still, in the pale moonshine.
I find a whiskey still, in the pale moonshine.

A little shot o' lightnin' gonna ease my worried mind.

Old copper kettle burnin' mash to steam, drain it through a copper line.
Cool it on down through an old radiator. Careful you don't go blind.

Ya got a whiskey still, and the pale moonshine.
Ya got a whiskey still, and the pale moonshine.

Gonna brew a batch of whiskey; make me some dollars and dimes.



My ol' lady come lookin' for me, round about four a.m.
Finds me on the porch in a rockin' chair, alcohol stinkin' again.

I'm drinkin' whiskey still, in the pale moon shine.
I'm drinkin' whiskey still, in the pale moon shine.

My baby wants some lovin', gonna get a little taste of mine.



Revenue man come around my house; try to take everything I own.
Took my car, took my cash hidden 'neath the porch. My baby, she done gone.

Got my whiskey still, and my pale moonshine.
Got my whiskey still, and my pale moonshine.

Don't let the man find my whiskey, else I'm gonna do some time.



Gettin' 'bout time to change my ways; Gettin' near the end of the line.
Another shot of lightnin' gonna kill me dead, and the Devil gonna claim his prize.

Layin' whiskey still, in the pale moonshine.
(I'll) Be layin' whiskey still, in the pale moonshine.

....Stone cold dead, in the tall dark pines.

..... Getting' stone cold sober was the last thing on my mind.....

Song Length
3:59
Genres
Country - Rock, Country - Rock
Tempo / Feel
Medium Fast (131 - 150)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal

Subject Matter
Alchohol, Beer, Wine, Life

Similar Artists
Hank Williams Jr., Travis Tritt
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Chris Ford
Music Credits Chris Ford
Producer Credits Chris Ford
Publisher Credits Chris Ford/SuBourbon Blues Publishing
Performance Credits Chris Ford (vocals); The Kentucky Linemen (Drums, Guitar, Bass), Tim Gonzalez (Harmonica)
Label Credits none