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Mississippi moonshine's got me doubled laughing in pain
Back at the Chevron the chicken wings you feel just the same
That bucket of bayou that licked you like a five pound of salt
I through it to the puppy that was yappin' on the hot

The wisest I ever heard was written on that bathroom wall
In the Mississippi river Greasy in Southern Arkansas
Skimming 'cross the scrawl of the elite retorts
I see a to the traveler paraphrased, 'Sweet and Short'

A to the wise
A breath to the
A to the devil
A gift to the

Whatever you do,
Whatever you do,
you do,
Don't my advice

Mister blister burning on the fumes of a day earned
A through the blue highways 'till the whole damn world is turned
We're driving and we're driving driving it don't feel real
But it's so all you do is get some sleep behind the wheel

Take a second to reflect on a
Every stop made has shared a certain similarity
There are and there's candies
And there's sodas of all names
But the message on the walls from town to town has been the

A word to the
A breath to the
A to the devil
A gift to the

you do, don't
Whatever you do,
you do
Don't take my

Permanent with a fat tip
Scratch off the paint a dime
Grease up the mirror with some
A revolution is not a

Finally before my there it was for me to see
At a truck stop in the lonely hills of Tennessee
I'd tell you how I felt if I could but I just
When I happened on that bathroom with a fresh of paint

A word to the
A breath to the
A hand to the
A to the masses

you do, don't
Whatever you do,
you do
Don't take my

take my advice
you do
Don't my advice