Lyrics

Verse:
Well, talk about a family secret ... I was shocked when I heard my wife
Say her kin, they run that bootleg likker through the woods of Caroline,
Her poor dad just died in a car-crash, runnin' from the ATF;
And when the Revenuers all went home, there wasn't that much left;
My wife inherited nothing more than her Daddy's bills and name
But she got his recipe ... white lightning strikes again ...

Chorus:
Hold on ... now here we go; she's got my heart ... that's all I know
She's my little whiskey maker; come what will ... I love her still

Verse:
Now we spend our days in the great outdoors, on a creek-bank in the woods;
At night we run down country roads, delivering the goods.
Restarting the family biz with her own brand of mountain dew;
And people come from miles around, to buy a pint or two;
We both love the simple life; don't want no fancy stuff;
Just clear blue mountain water ... and some cork to plug the jugs ...

Chorus:
Hold on ... now here we go; she's got my heart ... that's all I know
She's my little whiskey maker; come what will ... I love her still

Bridge:
Fast cars... mason jars... sugar in a ten pound sack...
Ring the bell... wait a spell... you know she'll be right back...
By the mug... by the jug ... you take all that you can get...
Our little bit of heaven ... even makes the devil sweat...

Chorus:
So hold on ... now here we go; she's got my heart ... that's all I know
She's my little whiskey maker; come what will ... I love her still-ill
Yeah ... yeah ... yeah ... hold on ... now here we go; she's got my heart ... that's all I know
She's my little whiskey maker; come what will ... I love her still
I love her still