Guitar Town — текст песни (Steve Earle)

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