To wash me down out of this dry town
So I stopped at a quickie sack
He said, "I keep some here for colds and fevers
To wash me down out of this dry town"
She said, "It's a dry town

And I figured I'd need about a six of miller
But she wouldn't go into gear
'Cause it's a dry town
Something strong from your local grocer

I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
I need a sip or two
To wash me down out of this dry town
Now it's a dry town

I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
So I walked down 'til I came a little closer

So I turned right around, no hesitation

That vinyl top wasn't gettin' no cooler
Well, back home friends you can get a dose of
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down out of this dry town

He said, "It sounds like your transmission

And down underneath's where I usually leave her
No beer, no liquor for miles around

Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
To a place called Happy John's
And I asked the girl if the beer was in the back
You need Bob but he's gone fishing
On his day off he gets a long way from here"
But just last night I felt a cold a comin' on"
No beer, no liquor for miles around
And one of them things so I wouldn't spill her

Cursed the laws ruinin' the nation