[Verse 1: Heavy-blues male lead, slow stomping drums, growled heavy-blues vocal] Gray suit walking up the ridge in the heat of the day Same gray suit every Monday since the first of May Got a map from the county and a badge on his hip And a look on his face like a man on a trip He been asking at the store, he been asking at the creek He been asking every porch on the mountain every week Lord, he wants him a still, he wants him a name Wants a copper pot shining like a picture in a frame I see him from the laurel and I let him walk on by 'Cause a man in a hurry never looks up high [Hook: Heavy-blues male lead, full heavy band, huge growled heavy-blues hook] Hundred proof, Lord have mercy on the man Walking up my holler with a warrant in his hand You want proof, I'll pour you proof, clear as morning dew Hundred proof is the only proof I'm ever giving you [Verse 2: Heavy-blues male lead, rumbling bass guitar, darker growled vocal] Then a Thursday night and the moon was thin I heard a stick go crack and I let him come in Gun out, flashlight shaking in his fist Saying, "Hands up, mister, now you're on my list" I just kept on stirring with a paddle in the mash Said, "Sit down, son, you look about to crash" He said, "I need proof," and I said, "I know you do" And I set a mason jar on the stump in his view [Interlude: Heavy-blues male lead, match strike, a match strikes over the jar, a blue flame whooshes up, and the full riff lands under it] See that flame burn blue, that's how you know it's true Burns clean, burns blue, that's my proof for you [Hook: Heavy-blues male lead, full heavy band, huge growled heavy-blues hook] Hundred proof, Lord have mercy on the man Walking up my holler with a warrant in his hand You want proof, I'll pour you proof, clear as morning dew Hundred proof is the only proof I'm ever giving you [Verse 3: Heavy-blues male lead, slow stomping drums, heaviest growled vocal] First jar he sipped it like a preacher at a toast Second jar he told me that he missed his mama most Third jar he was singing and he couldn't find his knees So I walked him down the mountain through a different set of trees Left him on his car hood with his badge in his shoe Mercy, mercy, and the sun coming through Now he walks that ridge every Monday in the heat Looking for a holler that's a mile from his feet [Final Hook: Heavy-blues male lead, full heavy band, loudest growled heavy-blues hook] Hundred proof, Lord have mercy on the man Walking up my holler with a warrant in his hand You want proof, I'll pour you proof, clear as morning dew Hundred proof is the only proof I'm ever giving you [End]
