Guitar Town

Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
It’s your good rockin’ daddy down from Tennessee
I’m just outta Austin bound for San Antone
with the radio blastin’ and the bird dog on

Speed trap up ahead Selma town
but no local yokel’s gonna shut me down
‘Cause me and my boys got this rig unwound
and we’ve come a thousand miles from the guitar town.

Nothin’ ever happened round my home town
and I ain’t the kind to just hang around
I heard someone callin’ my name one day
so I followed that voice down the lost highway

Everybody told me you can’t get far
on $37 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
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

Well, I Gotta keep rockin while I still can
Got a two-pack habit and a motel tan
When my boots hit the boards I’m a brand new man
put my back to the risers and make my stand

Hey pretty baby won’t you hold me tight
I’m loadin’ up and rollin’ out of here tonight
One of these days I’m gonna settle down
and I’ll take you back with me to the guitar town