Key: G
G
Well the road was hot and flat as a ruler
C
Good hundred miles between me and Missoula
D
That vinyl top wasn't gettin' no cooler
G
So I stopped at a quickie sack
G
Well, I figured I'd need about a sixth of Miller
C
And one of those things so I wouldn't spill her
D
I asked the girl if the beer was in the back
She said
D
It's a dry town
G
No beer no liquor for miles around
C
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
G
To wash me down
D
G
Outta this dry town
G
So I turn right around, no hesitation
C
Cursed the laws ruinin' the nation
D
Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
G
But she wouldn't go into gear
G
He said it sounds like your transmission
C
You need to Bob, but he's gone fishin'
D
His day off, he gets a long way from here
Cause