Lyrics

WOKE UP SUNDAY MORNING WITH A THUMPING IN MY HEAD
MY OLD LADY STARING AT ME LYING IN MY BED
“WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT BOY ‘CAUSE THE SHERIFF’S AT THE DOOR”
ALL I CAN IS JUST WAKING ON THE FLOOR
LYING NEXT TO ME I FOUND A SHIRT WHICH WASN’T MINE
ALL I CAN BE SURE OF IS I KNOW I MUST’VE HAD A
DAMN GOOD TIME

HOW I WISH I HADN’T HAD THAT FINAL BEER I DOWNED
‘CAUSE NOW MY FACE AIN’T WELCOME IN THIS LITTLE COUNTRY TOWN
I THINK I’M GONNA HAVE TO HIT THE ROAD FOR GOOD THIS TIME
SO I’M HEADING FOR THE COUNTY LINE

SHERIFF SURE WAS MAD, I HEARD HIM SHOUTING FROM THE HALL
“WHERE’S THAT ‘NO-GOOD’ BOY OF YOURS? THE PREACHER HAS BEEN CALLED!
WE’LL HAVE A LITTLE WEDDING OR THIS SHOTGUN WILL BE USED
I’LL TEACH THAT BOY TO MESS WITH THINGS HE KNOWS HE CAN’T ABUSE”
THEN IT FINALLY HIT ME WHO I’D BEEN WITH IN THE BARN
I’D LEFT THE PARTY LAST NIGHT WITH THE SHERIFF’S PRETTY DAUGHTER
ON MY ARM

HOW I WISH I HADN’T HAD THAT FINAL BEER I DOWNED
‘CAUSE NOW MY FACE AIN’T WELCOME IN THIS LITTLE COUNTRY TOWN
I THINK I’M GONNA HAVE TO HIT THE ROAD FOR GOOD THIS TIME
SO I’M HEADING FOR THE COUNTY LINE

I WAS OUT MY WINDOW QUICKER THAN A MAN COULD BE
DIVED INTO MY CHARGER NOW I’M HEADED FOR THE SEA
LOOKING IN MY MIRROR SEES THE SHERIFF’S ON MY TAIL
I DON’T THINK HE’LL LET ME SEE HIS JAIL

HOW I WISH I HADN’T HAD THAT FINAL BEER I DOWNED
‘CAUSE NOW MY FACE AIN’T WELCOME IN THIS LITTLE COUNTRY TOWN
I THINK I’M GONNA HAVE TO HIT THE ROAD FOR GOOD THIS TIME
SO I’M HEADING OUTTA TOWN
BEFORE HE BURNS ME DOWN
I’M HEADING FOR THE COUNTY LINE