I've got to leave this town, I've got to go before the sun goes down
I've got to leave this town, I've got to go before the sun goes down
'Cause I done got tired of these coppers running me around

I stayed in jail last night and all last night before
I stayed in jail last night and all last night before
I would have been there now if my daddy hadn't sprung the do'

I stay in so much trouble, that's why I've got to go
I stay in so much trouble, that's why I've got to go
But when I get out this time, I won't sell moonshine no more

I done packed my trunk and done shipped it on down the road
I done packed my trunk and done shipped it on down the road
Now I won't be bothered with these big bad bulls no more

Just keep me a-moving going from door to door
Just keep me a-moving going from door to door
I done made up in my mind not to sell moonshine no more