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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeDry Town
Well the road was hot and flat as a rulerGood hundred miles between me and MedullaThat violet top wasn't gettin' no coolerI stopped at a quickie sackWell I figured I'd need about a sixth of MillerAnd one of those things so I wouldn't spill 'erI asked the girl if the beer was in the backShe saidIt's a dry townNo beer, no liquor for miles aroundI'd give a nickel for a sip or twoTo wash me downOutta this dry townSo I turn right around, no hesitationCursed the law for ruinin' the nationWaved goodbye to the boy at the stationBut she wouldn't go in gearHe said it sounds like your transmissionYou need Bob, but he's gone fishin'His day off, he gets a long way from hereCauseIt's a dry townNo beer, no liquor for miles aroundI'd give a nickel for a sip or twoTo wash me downOutta this dry townWell if I call a friend you can get a dose ofSomething strong from your local grocerSo I walked down til I got a little closerTo a place called Happy JarsHe said I keep something here for colds and feversDown underneath where I usual leave herJust last night I felt a cold comin onIt's a dry townNo beer, no liquor for miles aroundI'd give a nickel for a sip or twoTo wash me downOutta this dry town
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