"Corn Whiskey Christmas" lyrics

Oh, that's that Christmas corn
Don't mind if I do

Snowflakes are falling on a copper still
It's holiday time in the Georgia hills
Soon as the sour mash's boiling down
My grandpappy's going cruising to town
He got the trunk of that Chevrolet packed with presents
Ho-ho-ho, it's corn whiskey Christmas

Grandpappy's been a-brewing since before the war
And the things he can do with a barrel of corn
He got a beard so long it makes Santa Claus jealous
Bringing good cheer to all the gals and the fellas
Dashing through the snow with a jolly smile
There goes the best bootlegger for a Georgia mile
He's coming to town, he's got your name on his list
Ho-ho-ho, it's corn whiskey Christmas

On Christmas Eve, that's when he comes a-knocking
Even the revenuers hang up their stockings
Grandpappy's wrapping them jars with ribbon
Working overtime ever since Thanksgiving
Making hillbillies happy is our family business
Ho-ho-ho, it's corn whiskey Christmas

Grandpappy's been a-brewing since before the war
And the things he can do with a barrel of corn
He got a beard so long it makes Santa Claus jealous
Bringing good cheer to all the gals and the fellas
Dashing through the snow with a jolly smile
There goes the best bootlegger for a Georgia mile
He's coming to town, he's got your name on his list
Ho-ho-ho, it's corn whiskey Christmas

They busted Pappy once on Christmas Eve
Locked in the Georgia pen, threw away the key
Prison guard was a customer of mine
And we busted him out in the nick of time
I hope the warden won't get too suspicious
Ho-ho-ho, it's corn whiskey Christmas

Grandpappy's been a-brewing since before the war
And the things he can do with a barrel of corn
He got a beard so long it makes Santa Claus jealous
He's bringing good cheer to all the gals and the fellas
Dashing through the snow with a jolly smile
There goes the best bootlegger for a Georgia mile
He's coming to town, he's got your name on his list
Ho-ho-ho, it's corn whiskey Christmas

Ho-ho-ho, it's corn whiskey Christmas