Satan is real working with power He can tempt you and lead you astray
Well my worn-out boots are taking me downtown
And I'm looking for trouble and I wanna get loud.
Serve me up a drink and I'll shoot it right down
And I'll jump up on the bar and holler one more round
I'm going straight to hell ain't nothing slowing me down
I'm going straight to hell so you just better get me one more round
Well back in the day with my uncle Jed,
He kept a lot of moonshine out in the shed.
He taught me how to drink how to be real proud
Of my hillbilly ways and my outlaw style
I'm going straight to hell ain't nothing slowing me down
I'm heading straight to hell so you just better get me one more round
Well I'm racing these back roads trying to save my life,
Because the sheriff wants to kill me because I fucked his wife.
Always on the run with a gun in my hand
Because I like a good time and a one-night stand
I'm going straight to hell ain't nothing slowing me down
I'm going straight to hell so you just better get me one more round
So you just better get me one more round
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