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Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
It's your good rockin' daddy down from Tennessee I'm just out of Austin bound for San Antone With the radio blastin' and the bird dog on There's a speed trap up ahead in Selma Town But no local yokel gonna shut me down 'Cause me and my boys got this rig unwound And we've come a thousand miles from a Guitar Town Nothin' ever happened 'round my hometown And I ain't the kind to just hang around But I heard someone callin' my name one day And I followed that voice down the lost highway Everybody told me you can't get far On thirty-seven dollars and a jap guitar Now I'm smokin' into Texas with the hammer down And a rockin' little combo from the Guitar Town Hey pretty baby don't you know it ain't my fault I love to hear the steel belts hummin' on the asphalt Wake up in the middle of the night in a truck stop Stumble in the restaurant wonderin' why I don't stop Gotta keep rockin' why I still can I gotta two pack habit and a motel tan But when my boots hit the boards I'm a brand new man With my back to the riser I make my stand And hey pretty baby won't you hold me tight We're loadin' up and rollin' out of here tonight One of these days I'm gonna settle down And take you back with me to the Guitar Town |
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My grandaddy was a miner, but he finally saw the light
He didn't have much, just a beat-up truck and a dream about a better life Grandmama cried when she waved goodbye, never heard such a lonesome sound Pretty soon the dirt road turned into blacktop, Detroit City bound Down that hillbilly highway That hillbilly highway Hillbilly highway Goes on and on He worked and saved his money so that one day he might send My old man off to college, to use his brains and not his hands Grandmama cried when she waved goodbye, never heard such a lonesome sound But daddy had himself a good job in Houston, one more rollin' down Down that hillbilly highway That hillbilly highway Hillbilly highway Goes on and on Grandaddy rolled over in his grave the day that I quit school I just sat around the house playin' my guitar, Daddy said I was a fool My mama cried when I said goodbye, I never heard such a lonesome sound Now I'm standin' on this highway and if you're going my way You know where I'm bound |
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I got a job but it ain't nearly enough
A twenty thousand dollar pickup truck Belongs to me and the bank and some funny talkin' man from Iran I left the service and got a G.I. loan I got married bought myself a home Now I hang around this one horse town and do the best than I can Gettin' tough Just my luck I was born in the land of plenty now there ain't enough Gettin' cold I've been told Nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy Been goin' nowhere down a one-way track I'd kill to leave it but ain't no turnin' back Got the wife and the kids and what would everybody say My brother's standin' on a welfare line And any minute now I might get mine Meanwhile it's the I.R.S. and the devil to pay I hit the beer joints every Friday night Spend a little money lookin' for a fight It don't matter if I lose or win 'Cause Monday I'm back on the losin' end again |
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Just when every ray of hope was gone
I should have known that you would come along I can't believe I ever doubted you My old friend the blues Another lonely night, a nameless town If sleep don't take me first, you'll come around 'Cause I know I can always count on you My old friend the blues Lovers leave and friends will let you down But you're the only sure thing that I've found No matter what I do I'll never lose My old friend the blues Just let me hide my weary heart in you My old friend the blues |
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There ain't a lot that you can do in this town
You drive down to the lake and then you turn back around You go to school and you learn to read and write So you can walk into the county bank and sign away your life I work at the fillin' station on the interstate Pumpin' gasoline and countin' out of state plates They ask me how far into Memphis son, and where's the nearest beer And they don't even know that there's a town around here Someday I'm finally gonna let go 'Cause I know there's a better way And I wanna know what's over that rainbow I'm gonna get out of here someday Now my brother went to college cause he played football I'm still hangin' round cause I'm a little bit small I got me a 67 Chevy, she's low and sleek and black Someday I'll put her on that interstate and never look back Someday I'm finally gonna let go 'Cause I know there's a better way And I wanna know what's over that rainbow I'm gonna get out of here someday I'm gonna get out of here someday someday~~~someday~~ |
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You're here, you're gone
I'm still hangin' on This game ain't nothin' new You've changed your mind So many times But I'm still in love with you I'll think it over when you're walkin' out the door Why'd you go and leave me sad and blue And if you knew What I go through You'd think it over too I hope someday I'll find a way I'll walk right out on you Til that day comes I'm still the one If you should need a fool |
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Don't you worry bout what you've been told
Cause honey I ain't even close to cold It's kinda soon to fall in love again But sometimes the best that you can do is just jump back in I got me a fearless heart Strong enough to get you through the scary part It's been broken many times before A fearless heart just comes back for more Folks'll tell you that I'm just no good But I wouldn't hurt you honey if I could I can't promise this'll work out right But it would kill me darlin' if we didn't even try I admit I fall in love a lot But I nearly always give it my best shot I know you must think I'm the reckless kind But I want a lady with a fearless heart just like mine |
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On the blue side of evenin'
When the darkness takes control You start lookin' for a reason To take your lonesome on down the road 'Cause the night is filled with strangers All you need is one you know And if she ain't the one you're after Keep on lookin' on down the road Though the miles lay long behind you You have still got miles to go How's love ever gonna find you If it ain't here it's down the road Keep on lookin' on down the road |
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New jersey turnpike ridin' on a wet night
'neath the refinery's glow, out where the great black rivers flow License, registration, I ain't got none, but I got a clear conscience 'bout the things that I done Mister state trooper please don't stop me... Maybe you got a kid maybe you got a pretty wife, the only thing that I got's been botherin' me my whole life Mister state trooper please don't stop me In the wee, wee hours your mind get hazy, radio relay towers lead me to my baby Radio's jammed up with talk show stations It's just talk, talk till you lose your patience Mister state trooper please don't stop me Hey somebody out there, listen to my last prayer Hi ho silver-o deliver me from nowhere |
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