Guitar Town

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 down 
'Cause me and my boys got this rig unwound 
And we've come a thousand miles from a Guitar Town 

Nothin' ever happened 'round my hometown 
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 
On thirty-seven dollars 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 
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' why I still can 
I gotta two pack habit and a motel tan 
But when my boots hit the boards I'm a brand new man 
With my back to the riser I make my stand 
And hey pretty baby won't you hold me tight 
We're loadin' up and rollin' out of here tonight 
One of these days I'm gonna settle down 
And take you back with me to the Guitar Town