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!