Posted up in a mobile home, back in the woods twenty miles from the road.
Raisin’ hell in them southern pines, connin’ Johnny Law, runnin’ moonshine.
I had a woman mean as hell. She killed a fella named Boon and threw his body in the well.
The sheriff came lookin’ for Boon; “We ain’t seen nobody here but you.”
Word got around. About the best booze in town. The sheriff caught wind of the tale.
We knew just what to do. It just took one move to throw his body down the well.
The sheriff came lookin’ for Boon. I said we ain’t seen nobody here but you.
He called me a thief and he called me a liar, so I shot him in the head and set him on fire.
Word got around. About the best booze in town. The sheriff caught wind of the tale.
We knew just what to do. It just took one move to throw his body down the well.
The sheriff came lookin’ for Boon. I said we ain’t seen nobody here but you.
He called me a thief and he called me a liar, so I shot him in the head and set him on fire.
I had a woman and a dog, both mean as hell.
Killed our dealer named Boon and threw his body down the well.
Sheriff came around. He was lookin’ for Boon.
I said we ain’t seen nobody here but you.
Well, he called me a thief and he called me a liar,
So I shot him in the head and I set him on fire.
Word got around that the sheriff died, so they sent twenty armed men from the FBI.
Sure outgunned and sure out-manned, I had a 12 gauge pump and a pistol in hand.
They shot my woman and they shot my dog. Well, I couldn’t sit there like a bump on a log.
I told em, “Boys, if ya want me alive, don’t come out shootin’ and we’ll all survive.”