Lyric Guitar Town

(Steve Earle)

Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
It s your good rockin daddy down from Tennessee
Well I m just outta Austin bound for San Antone
With the radio blastin and the bird dog on
There s a speed trap up ahead South of town
But no local yokel s gonna shut me down
Cause me and the 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
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
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 it s a brand new hand
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