Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
With the radio blastin' and the bird dog on
It's your good rockin' daddy down from Tennessee
I'm just out of Austin bound for San Antone
And we've come a thousand miles from a Guitar Town
There's a speed trap up ahead in Selma Town
'Cause me and my boys got this rig unwound
But no local yokel gonna shut me down
Nothin' ever happened 'round my hometown
But I heard someone callin' my name one day
On thirty-seven dollars and a jap guitar
And I followed that voice down the lost highway
And I ain't the kind to just hang around
Now I'm smokin' into Texas with the hammer down

Everybody told me you can't get far

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
Stumble in the restaurant wonderin' why I don't stop
Wake up in the middle of the night in a truck 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
And hey pretty baby won't you hold me tight
We're loadin' up and rollin' out of here tonight
With my back to the riser I make my stand
One of these days I'm gonna settle down
And take you back with me to the Guitar Town

*** Complimentary Guitar Town Ringtone ***

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