E Well my worn-out boots are taking me downtown, B7 E and I'm looking for trouble and I wanna get loud. Serve me up a drink and I'll shoot it right down, B7 E and I'll jump up on the bar and holler "One more round!" CHORUS: A I'm going straight to hell E Ain't nothing slowin' me down A I'm goin' straight to hell B7 so you just better get me one more round! E Well back in the day with my uncle Jed, B7 E he kept a lot of moonshine out in the shed. He taught me how to drink - how to be real proud B7 of my hillbilly ways and my outlaw style. CHORUS E Well I'm racin' these back roads trying to save my life, B7 E cuz the sheriff wants to kill me cuz I fucked his wife. I was on the run with a gun in my hand B7 cuz I like a good time and a one-night stand. CHORUS B7 Hell, you just better get me one more round!