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