Words and music by Marc Copely, James Bernard Dolan
& Adam Stuart Levy 
Performed by John Wesley Ryles|Willie Nelson  

 [bad word] down a cold out roll,
Cloud upon a shine on a flatbed board
The headlights off and the coast is clear,
Grab that wheel on the go to fear.

Oh, [bad word] 
Well, there might be trouble if anybody’s got a gun
Oh, sad county line
Pour fifty more case of white wine and apple moonshine.

Fight for love, fight for life,
Fight for money with the edge of a knife [bad word] the fear [bad word] the night, [bad word] the moon and then all is fine.

Bullets fire through my daddy’s door
Now you know my dad, you didn’t want this war.
But if you’re looking for trouble you’re in the right place
‘cause the black wood boys will spit in your face.

Oh, the [bad word] 
Well, there might be trouble if anybody’s got a gun
Oh, sad county line
I’ve got fifty more cases of white wine and apple moonshine.