20 Dollar Bottle

There's a tin roof shack on the outskirts of town That the law don't know, when the sun goes down They got the good stuff you can't find at the store But you gotta know the knock, knock, knock on the door Fire up a friday running full throttle A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle A giant of a man with a snow white beard Tell you son I've been cooking here too many years Out behind the barn in my moonshine still If they ain't found me yet they probably never will It'll kick you like a mule, put a hitch in your hobble A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle It'll get you swayin left, get you swayin right Makes you wanna love, or it makes you wanna fight Every last call girl gets to lookin like a model A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle By the time we hit the honky tonk $10 in The band was heating up, she was sipping on a gin She grabbed me by the hand, pulled me out on the floor Next thing you know we were out the back door Dixie-cup-sippin that shine in the dark Solid county gold got her here in my arms Swayin' to the left, swaying to the right Slow Keith Whitley in the the full moonlight She said you only live once baby that's my motto A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle Sun coming up, pounding in my brain Last night hit me like an runaway train Rolling down the track, running full throttle A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle Get you swayin' left, get you swayin' right Makes you wanna love, o' makes you wanna fight Kick s you like a mule, put a hitch in your hobble A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle Fire up a Friday r-r-running full throttle It's a whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle