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hogjaw - blacktop lyrics

i left my home atta quarter past two
sit up tall with a run to do
ten cases deep of corn liquor booze
ol’ cyrus showed up when he heard the news
said he wanted and he needs a run
i didn’t mind he’s got a big shot gun
johnny cash on the radio
hell everything’s right, we won’t be slow
cyrus says that he knows this dude
they go way back, it’ll go down smooth
made a lot of runs then i said “we’ll see”
then he cracked a smile ‘n said “trust me” (yeah)

rollin’ smoke up th’ georgia blacktop
hear th’ gears grind
full tank of gasoline
ten cases deep of moonshine
gotta run, gotta move
gotta blow this town
that sheriff’s [a] shotguns aiming, to take me down

now i’ve known cyrus for just a few years
and in that time we drank a few beers
never did me wrong, seemed a little cold
but said trust me, cried his guilty soul
we rolled in to the rendezvous
he’s awful quiet as the deal went through
we backed outta that parkin’ lot
i heard his hammer draw back
then his shaky drawl
“i had to do it” ol’ cyrus said
as he eased that gun barrel t’word my head
he never seen it comin’ ‘fore he died
a shotgun’s too long i gotta .45 (yeah)

see them red & blue
through them trees
gotta get this charger up to speed
rolled cyrus out he’s a bleedin’ too much
grabbed a hand full ‘o gears
slipped my foot off th’ clutch
hit th’ highway ‘atta hundred n three
it feels like the devil’s ridin’ with me
can’t stop and think o’ good ol’ times
as the highway paint makes a solid line
at least twelve rollers side by side
flashin’ lights and bracket signs
roadblocks ahead will go for their guns
but the windshield shatters an’ my face goes numb (yeah)

rollin’ smoke up th’ georgia blacktop
hear th’ gears grind
full tank of gasoline
ten cases deep, of moonshine
ain’t goin home
oh no
gonna run outta luck

- hogjaw lyrics

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