Local Still Nazareth

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It's three o'clock in the morning
And they're sayin' you've had enough
But you want another drink
Good old north or southern stuff

You're a boy from way down south
Folks from the old north
And it's Friday night
It's party night for you

King George he sent the excise men
The Yankee revenuers
It don't matter what they try
They'll never stop the brewin'

Because a man will take a glass
To make his spirits fly
On a Friday night
It's party night for you

They bring out laws and taxes
Try to cut you down
If you can't go to the corner bar
Then you'll go underground

So come on down to your local still
And buy yourself a thrill
On a Friday night
It's party night for you