Talkin ‘Should I Move to Austin’ Blues

Gotta get to Texas if it’s the last thing I do
Gotta bring a lot of stuff so I ain’t got room for you
Yeah, I’m goin’
I’m gone

Got onto the beltway
Just before rush hour
Gassed up by a little kid carrying a flower
Don’t know where he got it
But it couldn’t be by here
All I see is concrete and half crushed cans of beer
That’s why I’m goin’
I’m goin’
I’m gone

Forgot to get some coffee
But I got a coffee cup
Think I got a couple pills I have to keep me up
Drivin’ down to Texas to visit all my friends
Drivin’ down to Texas where the good time never ends
That’s why I’m goin’
I’m goin’

I’m gone baby I don’t wanna die
Gone baby I don’t wanna die
Gone baby I don’t wanna die with you
Gone baby I don’t wanna cry
Gone baby I don’t wanna lie
Gone baby I don’t wanna try with you
No ma’am

Passed by Tennessee
Ate a little food
Passed by Arkansas
Got a little gas
Passed by Texarkana
Almost hit a dude
Got a flat in Waco
Pep Boys

Gone baby I don’t wanna die
Gone baby I don’t wanna die
Gone baby I don’t wanna die with you
Gone baby I don’t wanna cry
Gone baby I ain’t gonna lie
Gone baby I don’t wanna try with you

I’m gone baby I don’t wanna die
Gone baby I don’t wanna die
Gone baby I don’t wanna die with you
I’m gone baby I don’t wanna cry
Gone baby I don’t wanna lie
Gone baby I don’t wanna try with you
No ma’am
(Under no circumstances)

Finally got to Austin
I grabbed a bag Cheetos
Hell while I was at it I figured I’d grab a bottle of Tito’s
Took a couple swigs before I left the parking lot
I’ve had better
I’ve had worse
But this is what I’ve got

Pull up to the house and got the tires in the lawn
Heard a little music like a party goin’ on
And I walked into the house to offer everyone some booze
Really glad that no one here is talking ‘bout the news