Текст песни Steve Earle - Guitar Town
Steve Earle - Guitar Town слова песни
Hey pretty baby are you ready for meIts your good rockin daddy down from tennesseeIm just out of austin bound for san antoneWith the radio blastin and the bird dog onTheres a speed trap up ahead in selma townBut no local yokel gonna shut me downcause me and my boys got this rig unwoundAnd weve come a thousand miles from a guitar townNothin ever happened round my hometownAnd I aint the kind to just hang aroundBut I heard someone callin my name one dayAnd I followed that voice down the lost highwayEverybody told me you cant get farOn thirty-seven dollars and a jap guitarNow Im smokin into texas with the hammer downAnd a rockin little combo from the guitar townHey pretty baby dont you know it aint my faultI love to hear the steel belts hummin on the asphaltWake up in the middle of the night in a truck stopStumble in the restaurant wonderin why I dont stopGotta keep rockin why I still canI gotta two pack habit and a motel tanBut when my boots hit the boards Im a brand new manWith my back to the riser I make my standAnd hey pretty baby wont you hold me tightWere loadin up and rollin out of here tonightOne of these days Im gonna settle downAnd take you back with me to the guitar town