My baby leaves for Utah today for ten days...just try keeping a Sagittarius in one place. That's part of her allure. Hopefully I'll be there soon...there meaning right there next to her, pack on my back, going wherever...
In the meantime, I'm doing what I always do when life smacks me upside the head. I just make myself real busy, immerse myself in work and projects and music.
Well the road was hot and flat as a ruler
Good hundred miles between me and Missoula
That vinyl top wasn't gettin' no cooler
So I stopped at a Quickie Sack
Well I figured I'd need about a six of Miller
And one of those thangs so I wouldn't spill 'er
I asked the girl if the beer was in the back
She said
It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
So I turn right around, no hesitation
Cursed the law for ruinin' the nation
Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
But she wouldn't go into gear
He said it sounds like your transmission
You need Bob, but he's gone fishin'
His day off, he gets a long way from here
Cause
It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
Well back home, friends, you can get a dose of
Something strong from your local grocer
So I walked down til I came a little closer
To a place called Happy Jars
He said I keep some here for colds and fevers
And down underneath where I usual leave her
But just last night I felt a cold a comin' on
It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
--Miranda Lambert
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