I ain't paid no whiskey tax since 1792.
Good old song:
Copper Kettle (or, "The Pale Moonlight") Words and Music by Albert F. Beddoe
copyright 1960 and 1963 by MELODY TRAILS, INC., New York, NY
Copper Kettle
Get you a copper kettle,
Get you a copper coil,
Cover with newmade cornmash
and nevermore you'll toil.
You'll just
[Chorus]
lay there by the juniper
while the moon is bright,
Watch them jugs a-fillin'
in the pale moonlight.
My Daddy he made whiskey,
My Grandaddy did too,
We ain't paid no whiskey tax
Since seventeen ninty-two
We just
[Chorus]
Build you a fire with hickory,
Hickory and ash and oak,
Don't use no green or rotten wood,
They'll get you by the smoke
While you
[Chorus]
Get you a copper kettle,
Get you a copper coil,
Cover with new-made corn mash
and nevermore you'll toil.
"I ain't paid no whiskey tax since 1792."
They shouldn't even have been arrested.