I've got to leave this town, I've got to go before the sun goes down I've got to leave this town, I've got to go before the sun goes down 'Cause I done got tired of these coppers running me around I stayed in jail last night and all last night before I stayed in jail last night and all last night before I would have been there now if my daddy hadn't sprung the do' I stay in so much trouble, that's why I've got to go I stay in so much trouble, that's why I've got to go But when I get out this time, I won't sell moonshine no more I done packed my trunk and done shipped it on down the road I done packed my trunk and done shipped it on down the road Now I won't be bothered with these big bad bulls no more Just keep me a-moving going from door to door Just keep me a-moving going from door to door I done made up in my mind not to sell moonshine no more