[Verse 1] Dust on my dash Rust on my tags Deputy’s light burned out last fall Fence line crooked Whiskey in a paper bag Sunday crowd’s just me and this wrecked old barn wall Sign on the road says “Repent or Run” Bullet holes spell out “choose one” Preacher packed it in Bar kept the pews Salvation here tastes like bargain booze [Chorus] God ain’t got no cell service here Bud Prayers don’t ping They sink in the mud Laws neither They don’t reach this far Out past the blacktop Under outlaw stars If you’re lookin’ for rules You’re outta luck We just gas it Grit teeth And kick up dust [Verse 2] Judge went fishin’ and he never came back Left his gavel in a pawn shop case Mama said behave Then she lit one up Laughed so hard that the ashtray shook off the bass Tattooed saints on the jukebox glow Sinner lips mouthing words they don’t know Every broken halo’s hangin’ on a nail Right beside that “posted” sign gone pale [Chorus] God ain’t got no cell service here Bud Prayers don’t ping They sink in the mud Laws neither They don’t reach this far Out past the blacktop Under outlaw stars If you’re lookin’ for rules You’re outta luck We just gas it Grit teeth And kick up dust [Bridge] So raise that bottle like a middle finger high (hey!) To every line they tried to draw across the sky If there’s a reckoning It ain’t on time ’Til then we’re free on the wrong side of the line [Chorus] God ain’t got no cell service here Bud Prayers don’t ping They sink in the mud Laws neither They don’t reach this far Out past the blacktop Under outlaw stars If you’re lookin’ for rules You’re outta luck We just gas it Grit teeth And kick up dust Yeah We gas it Grit teeth And kick up dust (oh yeah)
