Miranda Lambert

^G Well the road was hot and flat as a ruler
Good ^C hundred miles between me and Missoula
That ^D vinyl top wasn't gettin' no cooler
So I ^G stopped at a quickie sack
^G Well, I figured I'd need about a sixth of Miller
And ^C one of those things so I wouldn't spill her
I ^D asked the girl if the beer was in the back
She said
^D It's a dry town
No beer no liquor for miles ^G around
I'd give a nickel for a ^C sip or two
^G To wash me down
^D Outta this dry ^G town
^G So I turn right around, no hesitation
Cu ^C rsed the laws ruinin' the nation
^D Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
But she ^G wouldn't go into gear
^G He said it sounds like your transmission
You n ^C eed to Bob, but he's gone fishin'
His ^D day off, he gets a long way from here
Cause
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Well back home friends you can get a dose of
Something strong from your local grocer
So I walked down till I got a little closer
To a place called Happy Johns
He said "I keep something here for colds and fevers
Down underneath's where I usually leave her
But just last night I felt a cold a comin' on"
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