Well, I'm running from the law,
I've been fighting with my paw
and my teeth are all falling out
I've been huffing from a rag,
all my pants are starting to sag
and I'm loosing in a rout
I was working at the mill,
when I had a little spill
that landed on the boss
that's when I lost my job, started dressing like a slob
and calling everybody hoss
I'm going on... a shine bender
yes, it's time to press my luck,
so I'm loading up my truck
with white dog in a jar, that's bound to take me far
going on a shine bender
a couple weeks is just enough,
to appreciate that stuff
so brew me up some shine, and help me loose my mind
well I finally got a jug,
and I drank me down a slug
just to see if it was real
my throat began to burn,
and my thirst began to yearn
for a total liquid meal
so I had another swig,
and began to dance a jig
as I howled up at the moon
and then before too long,
I couldn't tell me right from wrong
as I went off chasing coon
I'm going on... a shine bender
yes, it's time to press my luck,
so I'm loading up my truck
with white dog in a jar, that's bound to take me far
going on a shine bender
a couple weeks is just enough,
to appreciate that stuff
so brew me up some shine, and help me loose my mind
words and music by Dan Whitaker
© 2006 Starkananda Music
