Well the road was hot and flat as a ruler
Good hundred miles between me and Missoula
That vinyl top wasn't gettin' no cooler
I stopped at a Quickie Sack
Well I figured I'd need about a six of Miller
And one of them things so I wouldn't spill 'er
And I asked the girl if the beer was in the back
She said

It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town

So I turn right around, no hesitation
Cursed the laws for ruinin' the nation
Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
But she wouldn't go in gear
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He said it sounds like your transmission
You need Bob, but he's gone fishin'
On his day off, he gets a long way from here
Cause

It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town

Well back home friends you can get a dose of
Something strong from your local grocer
So I walked down til I came a little closer
To a place called Happy John's

He said I keep something here for colds and fevers
Down underneath's where I usually leave her
But just last night I felt a cold comin on

Now, It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town

I'd need a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town