[Verse 1: Lee Mellor] Found myself in backwater Michigan Right smack in the middle of prohibition And I asked a fella, "where can I get a rye?" Saw a tear well in his eye Go rolling to the ground [Chorus] "There ain't no whiskey in this town Since the Feds took Conrad Murphy down They busted the ring, they smashed the stills
Sent the booze up to the boys on Capitol Hill" [Verse 2: Lee Mellor] It's dryer than the kisses From my Lacy's lips Than the desert oasis That once cooled between her hips It's dryer than the wafers Father Casey used to slip To my faithless mouth From his gracious fingertips [Chorus]