Guitar Town

could tell it when I woke up this mornin' Not that I'm in such a hurry to lose you I'd call you up but there's nothin' that I can do Talkin' won't do any good anyway 'Cause goodbye's all we've got left to say I don't think that it'll get any better S

Hey pretty baby are you ready for me 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 But no local yokel gonna shut me

On the blue side of evenin' When the darkness takes control You start lookin' for a reason To take your lonesome on down the road 'Cause the night is filled with strangers All you need is one you know And if she ain't the one you're after Keep on loo

There ain't a lot that you can do in this town You drive down to the lake and then you turn back around You go to school and you learn to read and write So you can walk into the county bank and sign away your life I work at the fillin' station on the