[Verse] Down in the holler where the moonshine flows There's a secret spot that everyone knows (knows) Dancin' and singin', oh what a thrill Raise your glasses to ol' BushChuck, the king of the still [Verse 2] He's been brewin' that corn whiskey since before he could walk His family recipe, it's his pride and his talk (talk) The town comes alive when the moon starts to rise Grab your jug and let the good times materialize [Chorus] Raise 'em high, let's take a sip BushChuck's moonshine, it'll make your head flip With a taste so smooth, it'll warm your soul Come on down and let the good times roll (yee-haw!)