Guitar Town - Live

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
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 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 37 dollars and a jap guitar
 Now I'm smokin' into Texas with the hammer down
 And a rockin' little combo from the Guitar Town
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 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
 Well, I gotta keep rockin' why I still can
 Got a two pack habit and a motel tan
 When my boots hit the boards I'm a brand new man
 With my 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
 And take you back with me to the Guitar Town