I got a '69 Camaro, a Ram Jet 502 I could win the pole at Bristol, baby, but I'm riding round with you Bored as hell, we might as well burn this tank of gas And if we're going nowhere, girl, then let's go nowhere fast Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry And there's moonshine in the trunk Well they say that's how the Duke boys and NASCAR started out They were hauling bootleg liquor and look where they are now Chances are I got a mason jar rolling round in the back Now white lightning's long gone, but it shouldn't be hard to act Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry And there's moonshine in the trunk Whoa, let's pretend we're running from the law Whoa, like we're the Bonnie and Clyde of alcohol Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail And like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry And there's moonshine in the trunk