Moonshine in the Trunk

I got a '69 Camaro, a Ram Jet 502

I could win the pole at Bristol, baby, but I'm riding round with you

Bored as hell, we might as well burn this tank of gas

And if we're going nowhere, girl, let's go nowhere fast

Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail

Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail

Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run

Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry

And there's moonshine in the trunk

Well they say that's how the Duke boys and NASCAR started out

They were hauling bootleg liquor and look where they are now

Chances are I got a mason jar rolling round in the back

Now white lightning's long gone, but it shouldn't be hard to act

Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail

Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail

Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run

Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry

And there's moonshine in the trunk

Whoa, let's pretend we're running from the law

Whoa, like we're the Bonnie and Clyde of alcohol

Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail

And like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail

Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run

Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry

And there's moonshine in the trunk