It's 1945 and deep in the mountains lives the Buckley clan. The family patriarch Duke Buckley must provide vittles for his kin. Duke reckoned them honky-tonk folk would pay good money for some white lighting. Old Duke needs to muster up supplies to make moonshine. The buckle's will be living in high cotton but watch out. Them there revenuers will light you up hotter than a goat's but in a pepper patch if they catch ya.
