[Verse 1]
Well, the road was hot and flat as a ruler
Good hundred miles between me and Missoula
That vinyl top wasn't getting' no cooler
I stopped at a quickie sack
Well, I figured I'd need about a sixth of Miller
And one of those things so I wouldn't spill her
I asked the girl if the beer was in the back
She said
[Chorus]
"It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town"
[Verse 2]
So I turn right around, no hesitation
Cursed the law for running' the nation
Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
But she wouldn't go in gear
He said it sounds like your transmission
You need Bob, but he's gone fishin'
His day off, he gets a long way from here
Well, the road was hot and flat as a ruler
Good hundred miles between me and Missoula
That vinyl top wasn't getting' no cooler
I stopped at a quickie sack
Well, I figured I'd need about a sixth of Miller
And one of those things so I wouldn't spill her
I asked the girl if the beer was in the back
She said
[Chorus]
"It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town"
[Verse 2]
So I turn right around, no hesitation
Cursed the law for running' the nation
Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
But she wouldn't go in gear
He said it sounds like your transmission
You need Bob, but he's gone fishin'
His day off, he gets a long way from here
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