Ed Miller Lyrics

Nate East

on More Than Just A Dram

Take clear water from the hills
And barley from the lowlands
Take a master craftsman's skill
And something harder to define
Like secrets in the shape of copper stills
Or the slow silent magic work of time

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Whiskey, you're the devil in disguise
At least to some, that's the way it seems
But you're more like an angel in my eyes
Catch the heady vapors as they rise
And turn 'em into dreams

Bring back sherry casks from spain
[something in spanish?]
Fill them up again with the spirit of the land
Then let the woodwork to the spirits 'gain
In a process no one fully understands

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For the spirit starts out clear
But see the transformation!
After many patient years
When at last the tale unfolds
All the colors of the seasons will appear
From palest yellow to the deepest gold

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So when ya hold it in your hand
It's the pulse of one small nation
So much more than just a dram
You can see, if you will
The people and the weather and the land
All the past into the present is distilled

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