A one, two, three, four
Busted in Austin
Walkin' around in a daze
I'm sittin' in a slammer
Lookin' out through these bars in a haze
But it'll all clear up
11 months and 29 days
Keep the Lone Star cold
The dance floor hot while I'm gone
Keep the Lone Star cold
The dance floor hot while I'm gone, hey now
Keep your hands off my woman
I ain't gonna be gone that long
Let me hear that harmonica over there, here it comes
A little steel guitar here
Yeah
All right, play it on that fiddle boy
That old judge put a sledgehammer in my hand when he said
I'm gonna send you to Huntsville
Shave your face and your head
I'm doin' 11/29 boys
With a cement floor for my bed
Busted in Austin walkin' around in a daze
Yes, I was
Now I'm sittin' in a slammer
Lookin' out the bars through a haze
But it'll all clear up
11 months and 29 days
Hey Lord
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A one, two, three, four
Busted in Austin
Walkin' around in a daze
I'm sittin' in a slammer
Lookin' out through these bars in a haze
But it'll all clear up
11 months and 29 days
Keep the Lone Star cold
The dance floor hot while I'm gone
Keep the Lone Star cold
The dance floor hot while I'm gone, hey now
Keep your hands off my woman
I ain't gonna be gone that long
Let me hear that harmonica over there, here it comes
A little steel guitar here
Yeah
All right, play it on that fiddle boy
That old judge put a sledgehammer in my hand when he said
I'm gonna send you to Huntsville
Shave your face and your head
I'm doin' 11/29 boys
With a cement floor for my bed
Busted in Austin walkin' around in a daze
Yes, I was
Now I'm sittin' in a slammer
Lookin' out the bars through a haze
But it'll all clear up
11 months and 29 days
Hey Lord
Busted in Austin
Walkin' around in a daze
I'm sittin' in a slammer
Lookin' out through these bars in a haze
But it'll all clear up
11 months and 29 days
Keep the Lone Star cold
The dance floor hot while I'm gone
Keep the Lone Star cold
The dance floor hot while I'm gone, hey now
Keep your hands off my woman
I ain't gonna be gone that long
Let me hear that harmonica over there, here it comes
A little steel guitar here
Yeah
All right, play it on that fiddle boy
That old judge put a sledgehammer in my hand when he said
I'm gonna send you to Huntsville
Shave your face and your head
I'm doin' 11/29 boys
With a cement floor for my bed
Busted in Austin walkin' around in a daze
Yes, I was
Now I'm sittin' in a slammer
Lookin' out the bars through a haze
But it'll all clear up
11 months and 29 days
Hey Lord
Writer: BILLY SHERRILL, JOHNNY PAYCHECK
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