Guitar Town

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Hey sweet daddy are you ready for me
                                             A
It's your good rockin' mamma down from Tennessee
          B
Well I'm just outta Austin bound for San Antone
         A
With the radio blastin' and the bird dog on
           E
There's a speed trap up ahead South of town
                                   A
But no local yokel's gonna shut me down
       B
Cause me and the boys got this rig unwound
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And we've come a thousand miles from the guitar town
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Nothin' ever happened round my home town
                                   A
And I ain't the kind to just hang around
      B
But I heard someone callin' my name one day
      A
And I followed that voice down the lost highway
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Everybody told me you can't get far
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on $37 and a Jap guitar
        B
Now I'm smokin into Texas with the hammer down
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And a rockin' little combo from the guitar town
B
Hey pretty baby don't you know it ain't my fault
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Love to hear the steel belts hummin on the asphalt
B
Wake up in the middle of the night in a truck stop
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Stumble in the restaurant, wonderin' why I don't stop
E
Well I gptta keep rockin while I still can
                                 A
Got a two-pack habit and a motel tan
        B
When my boots hit the boards it's a brand new hand
       A
put my back to the risers and make my stand
E
Hey pretty baby won't you hold me tight
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I'm loadin' up and rollin' out of here tonight
B
One of these days I'm gonna settle down
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And I'll take you back with me to the guitar town