Verse: E A Well call up the reverend, won't you get him up here now B11 A E That old gal won't get to work till every head is bowed E A We got new copper wire, she's lookin pretty nice B11 A E We can't stock the court room till we take it up with christ Chorus: E So Pray o'er the moonshine still A Pray that money runs through them hills B11 We'll strike gold if it's your will A
Just pray o'er the moonshine still Verse: E A Well momma needs a may tag and the babies all need shoes B11 A E But at the rate that we are goin we'll never see the blues E A Our corporations boomin we're known both near and far B11 A E But if we're going to reach the masses we're gonna have to buy a car Chorus: E So Pray o'er the moonshine still A Pray that money runs through them hills B11 We'll strike gold if it's your will A Just pray o'er the moonshine still Verse: E A They say that I'm a sinner they say I'm bound for hell B11 A E But I know every babtist boy, and I know em very well E A So if I don't reach glory, If I ride that long black train B11 A E Well I'll be in good company, sippin moonshine all the way Chorus: E So Pray o'er the moonshine still A Pray that money runs through them hills B11 We'll strike gold if it's your will A