No dimes in your pocket

No bills in your wallet

No cash in the bank

Ain?t no good at all

Honey you?re not wise

You don?t realise

People talk you know

Guess what I?ve been told

When you come home late

That beat look on your face

Don?t tell me it?s because

You?re working night and day

I?m not blind

I got eyes you see

You?re a mean moonshiner

You?ve been seen down at Joe?s

Spending all of my dough

Splashing bourbon and rye

Playing randy and dandy, the game stakes are high

Honey you?re a lie

Just a no good guy

Phoney Romeo

In a late late show

When I took you home

To mama she said

This guy looks like

He?s got a hole in his head

Lord protect us from evil she cried

He?s a mean moonshiner

Honey don?t you grieve

When I take my leave

I ain?t gonna cry

For my last goodbye

I?m gonna take that door

Don?t care what you say

You never did say much anyway

I care no longer

For the company

Of a mean moonshiner