Bootleg Gin

Cindy Tonkin - April 1, 2025

By Robert Boddington

I’ll tell you now, that it ain’t no sin
To make cold, hard, dry cut bootleg gin.

Oh bootlegger, bootlegger please tell me (please tell me, please tell me)
Who came to knock at your distillery (distillery, distillery)

I’ll tell you now, that it ain’t no sin
To make cold, hard, dry cut bootleg gin.

I gave some to your uncle and he flew away (flew away, flew away)
Hopefully he’ll be back some other day (some other day, some other day)

I fed some to a reverend and he went to hell
Now he’s got that old, burnt charcoal smell

I gave it to a copper and he broke the law
Went a-bangin’ naked on the Chief’s front door

Then I fed some to my automobile
And it pushed that baby right up the hill

I fed some to my grandma so that she could see
I hear she’s making her own distillery

Then I fed some to myself as well
That’s why I’m singin’ this song from a prison cell.

Oh bootlegger, bootlegger please tell me
Who came to knock at your distillery

Bod had a hand in developing Eureka Shanty Club Gin. It definitely has 100% ingredients.

Here is the official Shanties site. Please do not contact me about Shanty business – I’m a fan, not a captain. Talk to them on [email protected], Instagram, or their web page.