By townes van zandt



I gotta guitar all my own

I gotta quarter for the telephone

I ain't headed down this highway all alone

One two three and maybe four

Honey, they're knockin' on my door

I know you're gonna miss me when i'm gone





Got no daddy but i got a ma

Think she lives in arkansas

Maybe i'll go see her some old day

It ain't like she'd really care

It ain't like she'd pay no fare

But i might just blow on through there anyway





Headed down to alabam

Cause some trouble if i can

Aw, buddy, would you like to come along?

It's a place i never been

And you know i could use a friend

They say they'll give us twenty bucks a song





I gotta guitar all my own

I gotta quarter for the telephone

I ain't headed down this highway all alone

One two three and maybe four

Honey, they're knockin' on my door

You know i'm gonna miss you when i'm gone






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