[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]