JB and Moonshine Band - Hell To Pay lyrics

rate me

Fifty bucks ain't gonna cut it hoss

The tip jar didn't even cover the loss

From the gas to the motel much less get us home

My head's still throbbin' like a Waylon song

You fed us Pabst Blue Ribbon and a chilli-dog

I guess a man's word ain't worth nothin' back where you're from

'Cause everybody got drunk

And everybody got laid

They were singing all the words to my songs

We played five long sets

And everybody there stayed

Fork it over baby we'll be gone

But if you really want to try

To jack my cash this way

I'll introduce you to my .38

You better give me my money

Or there'll be hell to pay

You turned the shop vac on and the power blew

I had to duck a Shiner bottle some redneck threw

I sang Free Bird acapella

While you tried to get the breaker back on

Some chick was getting crazy in the bathroom stall

I had to pee so bad I nearly lost it all

Naw, it ain't my fault

You gotta wild ass honkytonk

'Cause everybody got drunk

And everybody got stoned

They were yelling all the words to my songs

They were jerry-rigging lighters out of telephones

Still up and going when the kegs were gone

But if you really wanna try to jack my cash this way

You can tell it to my .38

You better give me my money

Or there'll be hell to pay

Said my ears are still ringin 'cause my mic was hot

Head spinning from the Jagger shots

And I done told y'all all, I ain't goin' back to jail

But these here blisters on my fingers say the show straight rocked

Now they're grippin' on the trigger and the hammer's cocked

If I gotta get buck wild up in here I will

'Cause everybody got drunk

And everybody got laid

They were yelling all the words to my songs

We played five long sets

And everybody there stayed

Fork it over baby we'll be gone

But if you really want to try

To jack my cash this way

You'll be hearing from my .38

You better give me my money

Or there'll be hell to pay

Yeah, you better give me my money

Or there'll be hell to pay

There'll be hell to pay