Dry County Lyrics - Blackfoot

Ah, sitting in the back seat of a low 

Ride automobile 

We're cruisin' on the outskirts 

Lookin' for a two-legged deal 

We got a Dry County, can't find no spirits here 

Dry County, run for your life out of fear 

For things that you cannot find 

Across a Dry County line 

If the signs say liquor in the front baby 

And poker in the rear 

All you find is trouble 

It's best that you get out of here 

-Chorus: 

You got a Dry County, can't find no vices here 

No, no, no, no, no 

Dry County, run for your life out of fear 

Run for your life out of fear 

Can't find no spirits nowhere 

For things that you cannot find across 

A Dry County line