Lyrics:

Now if you're ever in Forrest City, I'll tell you what to do
Let Mr. Peter Adams get 'quainted with you
Well, you won't have to go, well, you won't have to go
You can get what you want, oh, right chere in my liquor store

He got a little whiskey, he got a little gin
All you got to do is step in the back end
Well, you won't have to go, well, you won't have to go
You can get what you want, oh, right chere in my liquor store

I met Mr. Peter down on Monroe Street
Come to Forrest City to run around with me
Well, you won't have to go, well, you won't have to go
You can get what you want, oh, right chere in my liquor store

He got some on the floor, he got some on the shelf
All you got to do is just to help yourself
Well, you won't have to go, well, you won't have to go
You can get what you want, oh, right chere in my liquor store

Mr. Peter Adams, this kind of man
You ask him for a favor he won't make you ashamed
Well, you won't have to go, well, you won't have to go
You can get what you want, oh, right chere in my liquor store