I've got to leave this town, I've got to go before the sun goes down

I've got to leave this town, I've got to go before the sun goes down

'Cause I done got tired of these coppers running me around



I stayed in jail last night and all last night before

I stayed in jail last night and all last night before

I would have been there now if my daddy hadn't sprung the do'



I stay in so much trouble, that's why I've got to go

I stay in so much trouble, that's why I've got to go

But when I get out this time, I won't sell moonshine no more



I done packed my trunk and done shipped it on down the road

I done packed my trunk and done shipped it on down the road

Now I won't be bothered with these big bad bulls no more



Just keep me a-moving going from door to door

Just keep me a-moving going from door to door

I done made up in my mind not to sell moonshine no more



(spoken: Yeah