Guitar Town

Guitar Town （Version ）-Steve Earle （蒂夫-厄爾）
Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
Its your good rockindaddy
Down from Tennessee
Im just out of Austin bound for San Antone
With the radio blastinand the bird dog on
Theres 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 weve come a thousand
Miles from a Guitar Town
Nothinever happened round my hometown
And I aint the kind to just hang around
But I heard someone callinmy name one day
And I followed that voice
Down the lost highway
Everybody told me you cant get far
On thirty-seven dollars and a jap guitar
Now Im smokininto Texas
With the hammer down
And a rockinlittle combo
From the Guitar Town
Hey pretty baby dont
You know it aint my fault
I love to hear the steel belts
Humminon the asphalt
Wake up in the middle
Of the night in a truck stop
Stumble in the restaurant wonderin
Why I dont stop
Gotta keep rockinwhy I still can
I gotta two pack habit and a motel tan
But when my boots hit the boards
Im a brand new man
With my back to the riser I make my stand
And hey pretty baby wont you hold me tight
Were loadinup and rollinout of here tonight
One of these days Im gonna settle down
And take you back with me to the Guitar Town