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The state has cut this whiskey out, But they let you have a little wine; Most everybody's gettin' on a drunk And they must be drinkin' that shine.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
Some men won't pay their honest debts, Let their bills get far behind; Draw their money every week And drink it all up in shine.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
This old world's gwine-a be lost, Keep on like it's goin'; God's folk cannot have a church When the people are drinkin' that shine.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
(They) say the yellow corn Makes the very best kind; Better go to makin' it up in bread And stop that makin' that shine.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
If you are a soldier of the cross, Make it up in your mind; Serve the Lord with all-a your might And stop that drinkin' that shine.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.
God don't like it, I know
Scandal and a shame.