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Midnight run down a cold dark road,
A load of moonshine on a flatbed ford.
The headlights off and the coast is clear,
Grab that wheel let go the fear.
On a midnight run,
Well there might be trouble cause everybodys got a gun,
Across that county line,
With fifty more cases white lightning apple moonshine.
Fight for love, fight for life,
Fight for money with the edge of a knife,
Rule your fear and rule the night,
Rule the road in a lawless fight.
Bullets flying through my daddy's door,
Now you know my daddy didn't want this war,
But if they're looking for trouble they're in the right place,
Cause them back wood boys will spit in your face.
On a midnight run,
Well there might be trouble cause everybodys got a gun
Across that county line,
I got fifty more cases of white lightning apple moonshine
- Album:
- The Best of Willie Neal Johnson & the Gospel Keynotes
- And Then I Wrote [Remastered & Expanded Edition]
- Summertime: Willie Nelson Sings Gershwin
- It Will Come to Pass: The Metaphysical Worlds and Poetic...
- BAND OF BROTHERS
- To All the Girls...
- Heroes
- Naked Willie
- Willie And The Wheel
- American Classic
- Lost Highway
- Souvenirs
- Across The Borderline
- Sings Kristofferson
- Laying My Burdens Down
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- Moment Of Forever
- Two Men With The Blues
- Imus Ranch Record
- A Horse Called Music