Guitar Town
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Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
Its your good rockin daddy down from tennessee
Im just out of austin bound for san antone
With the radio blastin and the bird dog on
Theres 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 weve come a thousand miles from a guitar town
Nothin ever happened round my hometown
And I aint 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 cant get far
On thirty-seven dollars and a jap guitar
Now Im smokin into texas with the hammer down
And a rockin little combo from the guitar town
Hey pretty baby dont you know it aint 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 dont stop
Gotta keep rockin why I still can
I gotta two pack habit and a motel tan
But when my boots hit the boards Im a brand new man
With my back to the riser I make my stand
And hey pretty baby wont you hold me tight
Were loadin up and rollin out of here tonight
One of these days Im gonna settle down
And take you back with me to the guitar town
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