Bootlegger - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Bootlegger, bootlegger, please bring me wine, oh

I think my heart is failing me and it feels like I'm dying

I need to blur the lines again on the shape that I'm in

If you can't find me wine, won't you please bring some gin?

Oh bootlegger, bootlegger, please bring me gin

Just can't seem to shake my nerves, from the places that I've been

I'd slip on in to somewhere free if I could only wet my gums

If you can't find me gin, won't ya please bring some rum?

Oh won't you bring me anything that'll flood my mind?

Wash away thе memory of the love that lеft me dry

Oh bootlegger, bootlegger, please bring me rum

I need to get a jump on all the heartache sure to come

I swear I'd wash it all away if I was strong enough to try

If you can't find that rum, whiskey rye'll do just fine

Oh bootlegger, bootlegger, bring that whiskey rye

Cause there's hell hounds chained inside of me, I'm gonna let 'em run tonight

I'd pray to God to wash me clean if I was just the praying kind

So let me howl with the devil in a jar of Ozark shine

Oh won't you bring me anything that'll flood my mind?

Wash away the memory of the love that left me dry

Oh bootlegger, bootlegger, don't you come 'round no more

No matter how I beg and plead, don't you darken my door

I'm tired of drowning in this pain, so I'm kicking for the shore

So bootlegger, bootlegger, don't you come 'round no more

I said bootlegger, bootlegger, don't you come 'round no more