Well when I was a little bitty boy No bigger than an old polecat Well I used to wonder like all kids What made this do that N.C. Now I'd seen what happened to my pa When he take a drink from a jug Yeah he'd start with a smile and then after awhile He'd be out on the floor like a rug Corn liquor corn liquor What makes you do what you do Well they feel no pain when you touch their brain Corn liquor they love you N.C. Well now one day in the afternoon My folks were away for awhile Yeah I got the jug down from the shelf To see what made 'em smile N.C. Now I slowly sipped and I nearly flipped That one drink was enough For the life of me I just can't see Why they love that awful stuff N.C. Well as I grew older I thought about That first sip that I had Yeah I really burned and soon I learned It wasn't all that bad N.C. Now to ease the pressures of this world Here's the way I've got it figured Well the thing to do for me and you Is drink lotsa good corn liquor