Lala, Lala, come onLala, Lala, come onLala, Lala, come onBad news, don't let it spawnWell, my old girl was a CadillacShe was long and sleek and dressed in blackBut I caught her cruising with herAnother dudeSo I shot him downWith my blue .22Back home, all I hadWas my guitarLiving in the backwoodsOn Betty's farmSitting on the front porchTill the evening comeLiving in the backwoodsOn Betty's farmBut now they got me runningAnd they got me to my homeBut I won't goI won't go to YorkAt night and dayI'll probably beNice to have herNever dieNever dieI'll still beNever dieNever dieLet's goMost RomansLet's goToo lateTo fall asleepguitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar soloHow y'all doing, New York City?Thank you very much.See, the whole first half of the song was out of tunebecause Gibson won't give me another one of these,so we've only got one.Okay, this is the part where I want to get you to participate with us, New York City.I'm going to sing a line,and I want you to sing,and I want you to sing it back to me as loud as you can.I'll do it once, then you repeat after me.We'll do it four times.I want you to make it loud,because we're recording this,so I want to make sure you blow your voice out.Follow after me like this.Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyCome on, louder.Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey, hey, heyAll right.Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey.Chitty, titty, bang, bang and I hit the floorFew little piggies bust down my doorFirst little piggy went downThe second little piggy started poppin' off roundsI made a play for the parking lotPeople talkin' out somebody got shotThey're never gonna see it my waySo I break for the truckAnd hit it on the highwayOnce I got it, I just run awayBefore three little thingsHeaded me off the interstateI'm getting hot, I'm getting hotAnd I don't know where to goI don't know what I gotBut back homeAll I had was my guitarLiving in the backwoodsOf Danny StormSitting on the front porchTill evening comeLiving in the backwoodsOf Danny StormOf Danny StormThank you!Thank you!Thank you!