Headin' out tonight, there ain't no moon in sight
I'm gonna make it 30 miles if I can
Gonna make it 30 miles if I can
Runnin' out of time to see that gal of mine
I'm gonna make it 30 miles if I can
Gonna make it 30 miles if I can
If I run out of luck, burn moonshine in my truck
Take me down this rocky road again
Take me down this rocky road again
Sherrif had a raid, found my still house in the shade
Said you're bound for the penitentiary
Said you're bound for the penitentiary
I showed up in style on the day of my trial
Wonderin' what that judge would say to me
I was wonderin' what that judge would say to me
That judge he walked in, yes he couldn't help but grin
That judge he was a patron of my still
Now I'm free and the judge got his fill
Headin' out tonight, there ain't no moon in sight
I'm gonna make it 30 miles if I can
Gonna make it 30 miles if I can