Home Town Blues
Stepping out for a wild weekend in your patent leather spike heeled shoes.
I hear you coming from a country mile all the way to Prarie View.
I'm your home town blues.
Sunrise, open my eyes. The man's giving me the news.
Crossroad swinging, downtown ride. 508 Park Avenue.
I'm your home town blues.
Goin' down in that Texas town trying to get a line on you.
Hound dog barking on my trail. Cross Luce Bayou.
I'm your home town blues.
Deep Ellum bluesman's whiskey shine. Like some backwoods dew.
A desperado waiting on a train, baby whatchoo tryin' to do.
I'm your home town blues.
Stepping out for a wild weekend in your patent leather spike heeled shoes.
I hear you coming from a country mile all the way to Prarie View.
I'm your home town blues.
Home town, home town blues, I'm your home town blues.
Home town, home town blues, I'm your home town blues.
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