GuitarTown

Guitar Town - Steve Earle (史蒂夫-厄尔)

Written by：Steve Earle

Hey pretty baby are you ready for me

It's your good rocking daddy down from tennessee

I'm just out of austing bound for san antone

With the radio blasting 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

Nothing ever happened round my hometown

And I ain't the kind to just hang around

But I heard someone calling 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 smoking into texas with the hammer down

And a rocking 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 humming on the asphalt

Wake up in the middle of the night in a truck stop

Stumble in the restaurant wondering why I don't stop

Gotta keep rocking 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

Hey pretty baby won't you hold me tight

I'm loading up and rolling out of here tonight

One of these days I'm gonna settle down

And take you back with me to the Guitar town