Well my name's John Lee Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
He only came to town about twice a year
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
It's before my time but I've been told
He headed up the holler with everything he had
He never came back from Copperhead Road

Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge
Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down

I still remember that rumblin' sound
Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night

He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road
They draft the white trash first,'round here anyway
Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
And I came home with a brand new plan
I wake up screaming like I'm back over there
I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you know
You better stay away from Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road

Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road

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