The Prohibition was enforced in 1920
Making alcohol illegal and liquor ran empty
Andrew Volstead made this unpopular decision
But for bootleggers and rum runners a chance for commission
Much moonshine and hooch was produced and sold
But among this stood one with a heart of gold
This Rum Runner never revealed his name
And his crew was the finest, the best in the game
With gull-like instinct he navigated the sea
Collecting all sorts from brandy, gin, rum to whisky
With his cargo full he made his way
To Rum Row where it could safely stay
And by night he would race without even a mutter
To shore whilst avoiding the revenue cutter
Concealing his booty in vegetable crates
It was sold to speakeasies at unbeatable rates.