Guitar Town(Live) - Steve Earle

Guitar Town (Live) - Steve Earle (史蒂夫-厄尔)/The Dukes
Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
Yeah it's your good rockin' daddy down from Tennessee
Just out of Austin bound for San Antone
With the radio blastin' and the bird dog on
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Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
Yeah 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
No local yokel gonna shut me down
'Cause me and my boys got this rig unwound
Come a thousand miles from a guitar town
Nothin' ever happened 'round my hometown
I ain't the kind to just hang around
But I heard someone callin' my name one day
Followed that voice down the lost highway
Everybody told me you can't get far
Thirty-seven dollars and a jap guitar
Now I'm smokin' into Texas with the hammer down
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' well I still can
I gotta two pack habit and a motel tan
Boots hit the boards I'm a brand new man
Back to the riser I 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
Take you back with me to the guitar town