Lyrics:

Well some people like to call it gasoline
I prefer in calling it wine
Either down in the desert or back in the hills
Everybody calling it fine

I believe it is a little all right
But man you know I kick like a mule
Man, I don't care, give me whiskey that's wine
Step on it and bring it on full

I'm running whiskey
I'm running whiskey
Yeah, yeah
I'm running whiskey
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Well, put it in a bucket or put it in a jar
Don't even think of spilling a drop
Looking at the mad man, take your time
Hurry up, don't wanna get shun

I'm running whiskey
I'm running whiskey
Yeah, yeah
I'm running whiskey
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Man, I don't care, give me whiskey that's wine
Step on it and bring it on full

I'm running whiskey
I'm running whiskey
Yeah, yeah
I'm running whiskey