Lone Jack, 11 PM Songtext
von The Driveway Drinkers

On old 50 highway′s a speed trap 'till eleven PM
Funds the local department, if you′re stopped you know you can't win
Don't push your luck, if you′re drunk they′re gonna take you in
You might do some time sitting with your uniformed friends
When you get drunk in Lone Jack don't leave
When you get drunk in Lone Jack don′t leave 'till eleven PM
The state frowns upon it, Mack′s Creek forbids it
But Lone Jack just don't give a shit
The town and the state fight over the money brought in
From Denver to Lone Jack, it′s eight hours if you don't stop
The cops keep an eye on the town while they're on the clock Don′t run drugs through Lone Jack ′till after
Don't run drugs through Lone Jack ′till after eleven PM
A civil war battle, a diner, but precious little else
A few call it home, it's a speed bump to everyone else
The cops light up locals, just as fast as they light up strangers
The chief talks of income, but I′ve never heard him mention the danger
When you get drunk in Lone Jack don't leave
When you get drunk in Lone Jack don′t leave 'till eleven PM
When you get drunk in Lone Jack don't leave
When you get drunk in Lone Jack don′t leave ′till eleven PM