Guitar Town - Emmylou Harris

(Steve Earle)

Hey pretty baby are you ready for me 
It's your good rockin' daddy down from Tennessee 
Well I'm just outta Austin bound for San Antone 
With the radio blastin' and the bird dog on 
There's a speed trap up ahead South of town 
But no local yokel's gonna shut me down 
Cause me and the boys got this rig unwound 
And we've come a thousand miles from the guitar town 

Nothin' ever happened round my home town 
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 
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 
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' while I still can 
Got a two-pack habit and a motel tan 
When my boots hit the boards it's a brand new hand 
put my back to the risers and 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 I'll take you back with me to the guitar town