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Come on!
So, man, you think you wanna run whiskey
Roll with me, Hoss, you better listen good and clear
And if you got a badge or a big mouth, brother
You ain't got no business here
The boat is here, is a moonshine still
Can you smell that whiskey burn?
This is how the big dogs run, boy, you're ridin' shotgun
Buckle up and let's have some fun
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways
Runnin' from ol' John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it over, Bo Duke
Make room for a real outlaw
The duct tape on that license plate, a sixth gun in the dash
It's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightnin' in a jar
Brother, I'm hell on wheels
Shit, I'm hell on wheels
Just nine more miles until the state line
We're on time, we lost Barney's blues
So you can open your eyes, you're doin' fine
And danger's part of what we do
And when we make it drop, we're gonna pop a top
You got a lesson left to learn
It ain't wine, don't sip it, make it bubble
When you hit it, let it burn baby, burn
And we'll be ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways
Runnin' from ol' John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it over, Bo Duke
Make room for a real outlaw
The duct tape on that license plate, a sixth gun in the dash
It's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightnin' in a jar
Brother, I'm hell on wheels, hell
I said I'm hell on wheels
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways
Runnin' from ol' John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it over, Bo Duke
Make room for a real outlaw
The duct tape on that license plate, a sixth gun in the dash
It's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightnin' in a jar
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways
Runnin' from Ol' John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it over, Bo Duke
Make room for a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a sixth gun in the dash
It's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightnin' in a jar
Brother, I'm hell on wheels
I'm hell on wheels
I don't think you're ready, boy
I said I'm hell on wheels, yeah
Yeah, brother, I'm hell on wheels, yeah, hell no