Lyrics
Brantley Gilbert
So man you think you wanna run whiskey
Well roll with me but you better listen good and clear
And if you got a badge or a big mouth brother you ain't got no business here
Fool, this here is moonshine still you can 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
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
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I'm hell on wheels
I'm hell on wheels
Just nine more miles until state line, we're on time, we lost Barney's blues
So you can open your eyes, you're doin' 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
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law
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
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I'm hell on wheels
I said I'm hell on wheels
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law
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
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law
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
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I'm hell on wheels
I said on hell on wheels, yeah
Brother I'm hell on wheels
Written by GILBERT, BRANTLEY KEITH / DEKLE, MIKE
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.
So man you think you wanna run whiskey
Well roll with me but you better listen good and clear
And if you got a badge or a big mouth brother you ain't got no business here
Fool, this here is moonshine still you can 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
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
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I'm hell on wheels
I'm hell on wheels
Just nine more miles until state line, we're on time, we lost Barney's blues
So you can open your eyes, you're doin' 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
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law
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
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I'm hell on wheels
I said I'm hell on wheels
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law
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
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law
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
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I'm hell on wheels
I said on hell on wheels, yeah
Brother I'm hell on wheels
Written by GILBERT, BRANTLEY KEITH / DEKLE, MIKE
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.