Twenty-five minutes
past quitting time
Seven of us crammed
into that truck of mine
Paying no attention
to them highway signs
Doing ninety
miles an hour
toward the county line
Quick sack twelve
pack back again
It's a B double
E double R U N
My buddies and
their babies letting
down their hair
As long as we're
together it don't
matter where
Ain't got a lot of money
but we just don't care
Knowing half the fun
is getting there
Aztec long-necks
paychecks spent
oh it's a B double
E double R U N
I can't stop thinking
What the hell they
were drinking
When they made
this county dry
I got a week long thrist
And to make it worse
Lord it's my turn to drive
Laughing and a bragging
and a carrying on
We loaded up the
wagons and we
headed home
I guess a half a
dozen cases doesn't
last that long
Come tomorrow
morning it'll be all gone
Then it's turn around
leave town sounds again
Like a B double
E double R U N