song: Hell On Wheels - Brantley Gilbert

So man, you think you wanna run whiskey
Roll with me, helps you better listen good and clear
And if you got a badge or a big mouth
Brother, you ain't got no business here Boy this is here is a moonshine still
You can smell that whiskey burn
This is how the big dogs run, boy, you're riding shotgun
Buckle up and let's have some fun Riding 95 down the highway, sideways
Running from old John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke
Make room for a real outlaw There's duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
There's thunder in your hood, heaven from a still
Lightning in a jar and brother, I'm hell on wheels
I said, I'm hell on wheels Just nine more miles until the state line
We're on time and we lost Barney's blues
So you can open your eyes, you've done fine
In this dangerous part of what we do When we make that 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 riding 95 down the highway, sideways
Running from old John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke
Make room for a real outlaw There's duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
There's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still
Lightning in a jar and brother, I'm hell on wheels, yeah
I said, I'm hell on wheels And riding 95 down the highway, sideways
Running from old John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke
Make room for a real outlaw There's duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
There's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still
Lightning in a jar Riding 95 down the highway, sideways
Running from old 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 6 gun in the dash
There's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still
Lightning in a jar and brother, I'm hell on wheels I think you're ready, boy
I said I'm hell on wheels, yeah
Brother, I'm hell on wheels, yeah