Running Whiskey - Supersonic Blues Machine, Billy Gibbons

Well some people like to call it gasoline

I prefer callin' it wine

Even down in the nether, or back in the hills

Everybody calling it fine

I believe it feels a little all right

But then and now I kick like a mule

Baby I don’t care, give me whiskey that’s white

Step on it, bring it on fool

I am running whiskey, I am running whiskey

…Yeah, yeah

I am running whiskey

Yeah, yeah, ye-ye-yeah…

Well put it in a bucket or put it in a jar

Don’t even think of spilling a drop

Load it in the back man take your time

Hurry up, don’t wanna get shot

I am running whiskey, I am running whiskey

…Yeah, yeah

I am running whiskey

Yeah, yeah, ye-ye-yeah…

Baby I don’t care, give me whiskey that’s white

Step on it, bring it on fool

I am running whiskey, I am running whiskey

…Yeah, yeah

I am running whiskey

Yeah…