The roadhouse is full The whores have sore bones Lost where you grew up Crack houses are homes Nationalism Take a hit and light the fuse Lonelier now and wasted Prohibition blues Tour of duty done Now drunk ain't enough Bringing home prejudice and hate What you seen don't come off Prohibition blues Medicated in doorways not beds Do you love your country now Trading bullets for meds The steel yards are hard No work hungry man The press gangs are out New moonshiner hiring in town And I don't know so much You're life's not always the cure If the medicine don't kill ya The food will for sure But it's harder on her Soul will relent She don't know him by name Body for rent The will of mankind On your road you choose Last place left to feel free Oh the Prohibition blues