Brent Cobb - Down in the Gulley

[Verse 1]Well, my granddaddy was a good manNo matter what the papers sayHe worked 'til he bled for everything he hadBrought us up to do the sameOne afternoon in June, they had us workin'Just like a couple mulesMy cousin and me were twenty feet deepAnd covered in red mud clay[Instrumental]Well, we ran pipe from the creek bed through the woodsTo the old grey shackIt was worth the trouble to work them shovelsFor granddaddy's sour mash stashAll the weeds and pecan trees hid a secretWe all swore to keepWell, my granddaddy knew what the law would doIf they ever come snoopin' 'round back[Chorus]Lord, I'm down in the gulley where the creek is highLord, I'm down in the gulley where only the moon shines[Instrumental]Without money you can't buy nothin'And nothin' is a damned ol' shameWhen you're in the hole, you'd sell your soulFor runnin' water instead of rainWell, the hills were filled with the smell of cashCookin' in the copper stillEverybody knew where to get their brewAnd that made our family name[Chorus]Lord, I'm down in the gulley where the creek is highLord, I'm down in the gulley where only the moon shines[Instrumental]Well, years and laws passed byThey couldn't keep the county dryOne night, the sheriff went to lookin' for the man who was cookin'That bootleg moonshineWell, he called the press and he brought his best toTear our old shack downBut when they went for the stash, my granddaddy laughedFor the shack was a pump house[Chorus]Lord, I'm down in the gulley where the creek is highLord, I'm down in the gulley where only the moon shines[Outro]It was down in the gulley where the creek is highLord, I'm down in the gulley where only the moon shines