1. Hell On Wheels Songtext
von Brantley Gilbert

So man you think you wanna run whiskey
Well roll with me but you better listen good and clear
If you got a badge or a big mouth brother you ain′t got no business here
Fool, this here is a moonshine still you can smell that whiskey burn
This is how the big dogs run, boy you're ridin′ shotgun
Buckle up and lets have some fun

Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol′ John Law
I 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, lightnin′ in a jar
Brother I'm hell on wheels
(I′m hell on wheels)

Just nine more miles until the state line, we're on time, we lost Barney′s blues
So you can open your eyes, You're do′in 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


And we′ll be 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, lightnin′ 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
Duct tape on that license plate, a six gun in the dash

Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightnin′ in a jar
Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin′ from Ol' John Law
I 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
It′s thunder in the hood, heaven in a still, lightnin' in a jar
Brother I′m hell on wheels
I'm hell on wheels
I said I'm hell on wheels...
Yeah Brother I′m hell on wheels