(making The Run To) Gladewater Lyrics - Singles - Michelle Shocked

Upshur County's drier than an empty bottle 

Since the Mormon's come to town 

And to run out of beer means a run to Gladewater 

Highway 79 thirty miles on down 

Now fair is fair but life's a gamble 

When it's eleven forty five 

And it's a toss of the coin to see who's got fifteen minutes 

To make a thirty minute drive 

It was Saturday night 

You was sitting 'round the square 

Small town Texas sons and daughters 

But you lost the toss 

That means you're taking up the money 

That means you're making the run 

Making the run 

Making the run to Gladewater 

Here's what you do 

You hustle all your buddies off 

The back of your truck 

You grab your girl, you say, c'mon let's 

Tuck your jeans in your boots 

That's what you do 

Slap your gimme cap on 

Turn the country music radio station 

Louder than you ought to 

But it's okay, you're on your way 

You lost the toss 

You're taking up the money 

You're making the run to Gladewater 

Run, boys 

It's 79 to the county line 

And the Mini Mart with not one to spare 

And your friends back in Gilmer 

They're your friends indeed 

Why? Well, you got their money 

And their six pack of beer 

Making the run 

Making the run, making the run 

Making the run to Gladewater