GuitarTown_SteveEarle

Guitar Town_Steve Earle - Steve Earle (史蒂夫-厄尔)

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