Phoebe Kreutz Bull Run Beer Run
BULL RUN BEER RUN - Let's go on a beer run, baby/I'm
giving the word/Let's make like bird/And make a
migration/Cuz I spent four dollars, baby/Last night in a
bar/For a PBR/Can't afford the libation/I know a spot in
Virginia/They'll pour a shot of gin right in ya/For
cheaper than a coke/And you can sit and smoke/And
cigarettes are almost free/Vices get cheaper the deeper
south you go/You can't afford to be sober/We'll go where
the prices are so low/We'll be dead by October/Graveyard
in Savannah, baby/Just look at the dates/Seems most of
these mates didn't make it to thirty/Confederate
daughters, maybe/They may have been strong/It's hard to
live long/When living so dirty/They cry out, "Dixie don't
forget us/Sweet land where pork costs less than
lettuce/It's 1864/We'll stay for just one more/Have one,
you might as well have three"/Vices get cheaper the
deeper south you go/Lives don't seem so pricey
either/We'll go with our dignity and dough/Then we'll
head back north with neither.
