We played down in the Bayou
In some old barn
they turned into a bar
This pretty little red hair girl
took our drummer to her car
They were gettin'
hard and heavy
When someone hollered
mister and said
you ain't from around here
get your hands off my sister
We roll we roll
We roll down on the highway
on the drinkin' side of country
That's the ramblers on the run
So we went up to Detroit
and took some country
to the city
Like some old hillbilly tourists
I guess we looked real silly
'Cause they were laughin'
at us man
Till we fired up the band
Said you hicks are pretty slick
So we jammed
and then we split
We roll we roll
We roll down on the highway
on the drinkin' side of country
That's the ramblers on the run
Oh ya
Look what's comin' over
this way buddy
I'm out here
Brunette from Minessota
drinkin' Jim Bean
and cola kept
buyin' him rounds of shots
She was tryin' to get him drunk
I said my heart
don't belong to me
I left it back in Tennessee
She said
your heart ain't the part
that I want
We roll we roll
We roll down on the highway
on the drinkin' side of country
That's the ramblers on the run
We roll we roll
We roll down on the highway
on the drinkin' side of country
That's the ramblers on the run