Won't you scratch my itch, sweet Annie Rich, welcome me back to townCome out on your porch, step into your parlor, and I'll tell you how it all went downOut with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angelsAnd a good saloon in every single townAnd I remembered something you once told meAnd I'll be damned if it did not come trueTwenty thousand roads I went down, down, downThey all led me straight back home to youAnd I headed homeI headed west to grow up with the countryAcross those prairies with those waves of grainAnd I saw my demoAnd I saw my deep blue seaAnd I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to TennesseeAnd we flew straight across that river bridgeLast night at half past twoAnd the switchman waved his lantern, goodbye good dayAs we went rolling throughBillboards and truck stops passed by the grievous cakesAnd now I know just what I have to giveAnd the men темing about the end of there PimThe man on the radio won't leave me aloneHe wants to take my money for something that I've never been shownAnd I saw my devilAnd I saw my deep blue seaAnd I thought about a calico bonnetFrom Cheyenne to TennesseeAnd I saw my devilAnd I thought about a calico bonnetFrom Cheyenne to TennesseeAnd I thought about a calico bonnetFrom Cheyenne to TennesseeFrom Cheyenne to TennesseeI met up with a king on his head, an amphetamine crownTalked about bugging that old Bible BeltAnd lighted out to some desert townOut with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angelsAnd a good saloon in every single townAnd I remembered something you once told meI'll be damned if it did not come trueTwenty thousand roads I went down, down, downThey all led me straight back home to youTwenty thousand roads I went down, down, downThey all led me straight back home to you*