Hell On Wheels (Original Version)

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 Now, Bubba's here and some moonshine still Can't you smell that whiskey burn? This is how the big dogs run, boy, you ridin' shotgun Buckle up and let's have some fun Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways Runnin' 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 six gun in the dash It's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still Lightnin' in a jar, and brother, I'm hell on wheels Said I'm hell on wheels Just 90 more miles until the state line We're on time and we lost Barney's blues So you can open your eyes, you done fine And danger's part of what we do And 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 ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways Runnin' 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 six gun in the dash It's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still Lightnin' in a jar, and brother, I'm hell on wheels, yeah Said I'm hell on wheels Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways Runnin' 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 six 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 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 six gun in the dash It's thunder in the hood, heaven from a still Lightnin' in a jar, and brother, I'm hell on wheels I don't think you ready, boy I said I'm hell on wheels, yeah Brother, I'm hell on wheels, yeah