Well old Rooster Jones got a junkyard just outside a town We buy and we sell says the sign out front by the piece or by the pound Big scrap iron piles and tore up cars in the front yard by the store But the way old Rooster really makes his money is right out his back door
Well Rooster Jones makes whiskey it's always in demand The Talahatchie County dry law's makin' Rooster a wealthy man Rooster Jones
Well a way out back in a clump of trees there's a run down rickety shack With a path runnin' to it where the grass won't grow cause people keep walkin' on back Cause that's where he keeps his merchandise just pour it up ready to go Sometimes folks have to wait in line just to get in ol' Rooster's store
Now Rooster Jones sells whiskey it's always in demand The Talahatchie County dry law’s makin' Rooster a wealthy man Big Rooster Son
Well now he don't sell to the rich folks cause they don't drink his brand But the poor folks love old Rooster Jones he's everybody's man The sheriff he is a righteous fellow ain't no better anywhere But at the first of the month he tools on by just to pick up the county's share
Well Rooster Jones makes whiskey it's always in demand Talahatchie County dry law's makin' Rooster a wealthy man
Awful son yeah gettin' rich makin' that tax free liquor Makin' everybody happyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
