Текст песни: Poor Man's Son + перевод

Way out yonder and high on the hill

There lives an ol' boy with a copper line still

In a shotgun shack with his wife and kids

Makin' moonshine like his daddy did

Once a month when the moon gets low

He loads up the truck and away he goes

From North Carolina to East Tennessee

To make a little money for the family

If you see him coming get out of his way

don’t try to back him down

He got a pistol and a rifle and a new shotgun

Don’t you go messin' with a poor man’s son

Where he’s living ain’t nobody know

So deep in the woods even the law won’t go People been coming for miles around

For that good corn liquor in an old fruit jar

He don’t care about the world outside

Don’t give a damn if it pass him by Living off the land wild and free

Like his Grandaddy learned from the Cherokee

If you see him coming get out of his way

Don’t try to track him down

He got a pistol and a rifle and a new shotgun

Don’t you go messin' with a poor man’s son

A family tradition going down the line

He and his kin been making moonshine

living off the land wild and free

like his Grandaddy learned from the Cherokee

If you see him coming get out of his way

Don’t try to back him down

He got a pistol and a rifle and a new shotgun

Don’t you go messin' with a poor man’s son

Way out yonder and high on the hill

There live an ol' boy with a copper line still

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