Hey pretty baby are you ready for me? Yeah, it's your good rockin' daddy down from Tennessee I'm just out off and about for San Antone With the radio blastin' and the bird dog on There's a speed trap up ahead of Selma town But no local yokel gonna shut me down Cause me and my boys got this rig unwound And we come a thousand miles from a guitar town Nothing ever happened around my hometown And I ain't kinda just hang around But I heard someone callin' my name one day And I followed that voice down a lost highway Everybody told me I can't get far On thirty-seven dollars and a Jap guitar Now I'm smokin' in a Texas with a hammer down And a rockin' little cobble from a guitar town Hey pretty baby don't you know it ain't my fault I love to hear the steel bells hummin' on the asphalt Wake up in the middle of the night in a truck stop Stumblin' in a restaurant wonderin' why it don't stop Well I gotta keep rockin' while I still can Got a two-pack habit and a motel tan When my boots hit the boards I'm a brand new man When my back to the riser I make my stand Hey pretty baby won't you hold me tight I'm loadin' up and rollin' outta here tonight One of these days I'm gonna settle down And I'll take you back with me to the guitar town *