Guitar Town - Live

Bless your hearts, thank you
 Hey, sweet daddy, are you ready for me?
 It's your good rockin' mama down from Tennessee
 Well, I'm just out of Austin bound for San Antone
 With the radio blastin' and the bird dog on
 There's a speed trap up ahead south of town
 But no local yokel's gonna shut me down
 'Cause me and my boys got this rig unwound
 And we've come a thousand miles from a Guitar Town
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 Well, nothin' ever happened 'round my hometown
 And I ain't the kind to just hang around
 But I heard someone callin' my name one day
 And I followed that voice down the lost highway
 Well, everybody told me you can't get far
 On thirty-seven dollars and a Jap guitar
 Now I'm smokin' into Texas with the hammer down
 And a rockin' little combo from the Guitar Town
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 Hey, pretty baby, don't you know it ain't my fault
 I love to hear the steel belts hummin' on the asphalt
 Wake up in the middle of the night in a truck stop
 Stumble in the restaurant wonderin' why I don't stop
 Well, I gotta keep rockin' while I still can
 I gotta two pack habit and a motel tan
 When my boots hit the boards, it's a brand new hand
 From the bed to the riser, and I make my stand
 And hey, pretty baby, won't you hold me tight
 We're loadin' up and rollin' out of here tonight
 But one of these days, I'm gonna settle down
 And I'll take you back with me to the Guitar Town
 Hello, I'm Emmylou Harris, these are the Nash Ramblers
 Well, welcome to the Ryman
 Thank you
 Alright, hope we sound as good as you do