(Making The Run To) Gladewater Lyrics
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(Making The Run To) Gladewater Lyricsby Michelle Shocked Buy album CD: Short Sharp Shocked Upshur County's drier than an empty bottle Since the Mormon's come to town And to run out of beer means a run to Gladewater Highway 79 thirty miles on down Now fair is fair but life's a gamble When it's eleven forty five And it's a toss of the coin to see who's got fifteen minutes To make a thirty minute drive It was Saturday night You was sitting 'round the square Small town Texas sons and daughters But you lost the toss That means you're taking up the money That means you're making the run Making the run Making the run to Gladewater Here's what you do You hustle all your buddies off The back of your truck You grab your girl, you say, c'mon let's Tuck your jeans in your boots That's what you do Slap your gimme cap on Turn the country music radio station Louder than you ought to But it's okay, you're on your way You lost the toss You're taking up the money You're making the run to Gladewater Run, boys It's 79 to the county line And the Mini Mart with not one to spare And your friends back in Gilmer They're your friends indeed Why? Well, you got their money And their six pack of beer Making the run Making the run, making the run Making the run to Gladewater
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