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Hey sweet daddy are you ready for me
It's your good rockin' mamma 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 gptta 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
Hey sweet daddy are you ready for me   It's your good rockin' mamma 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 gptta 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