Mornin's Gonna Come

Crooked old barefoot shovin' it across the
 outdoor dancefloor like you ain't got no sense
 His new girlfriend found her a pretty
 good fella I guess that she's into rednecks
 Oh my, no lie: y'all better hold on tight
 We got a lot of ice-cold cheap beer
 flowin' around here, lord wish we had all night
 But the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyone
 Watch out for Miss comin' up to you,
 leanin' up on you, wanna take you home tonight
 She got herself a six-foot-fiver Mac Truck
 driver comin' in hot, and he loves to fight
 Oh my, no lie: she'll put it on you in a minute
 In a double-wide [?] queen-size, it's sure cozy while you're in it
 But the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyone, son
 Oh my, no lie: there ain't no turnin' back now
 And you can't un-think what you already done
 And the moonlight's gonna burn out
 And the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyone
 Yeah the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyone