Me and my friends went to Dixieland,
We drove a big RV
With a cabinet full of mushrooms
And a cooler full of beer
It was springtime in the mountains
When we headed out of town
The peaks were white, the sky was blue
And the sun was beatin down
We were rolling down the highway
Just having a little fun
You sure can drink a lot of beer
Underneath that Texas sun
So, I pulled into a liquor store
That's where the trouble all began
Cause I ran into their awning
And had a run-in with the man
Get me out of this small time Texas town
Cause I don't want to be stuck in jail
When the sun goes down
You can't bust me, cause you don't know what you found.
Well I tried to talk to the girl inside
I even offered her some cash
But she wouldn't listen she was callin the cops
Because her gutter had been smashed
Next thing I knew when I walked outside
There were police all around
Askin who was the driver of the vehicle?
Can I see your license Whatca doin in our town?
We were sitting on the steps of the liquor store
Trying not to look too scared
The cops were searching the RV and I was
Thinking sometimes life just isn't fair
They opened up that cabinet
And they found our little stash
But they didn't know what it was and let us go
Minus eighty bucks in cash.
Written by KARL HYDE/RICK SMITH/ALFIE THOMAS
Published by EMI Music Publishing
Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.