Raleigh and Spencer are burning down
There ain't no liquor in this town
Nah, there ain't no liquor in this town
I'll pawn you my shoes for a little bottle of booze
And I'd drink it then I'd lay down and die
And I'd drink it then I'd lay down and die
I can eat more chicken then some pretty gal can fry
I ain't telling you no doggone lie
I ain't telling you no doggone lie
I'll pawn you my watch and I'll pawn you my chain
I'll pawn you my golden wedding ring
I'll pawn you my golden wedding ring
You can tramp down the flowers around my grave
But they'll all rise up and bloom again
They'll all rise right up and bloom again