歌曲 | Busted In Baylor County |
歌手 | Shooter Jennings |
专辑 | Put The O Back In Country |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Leroy Powell & Waylon Albright Jennings & John Osbourne & Tony Iommi & Terence Butle | |
“Come on boys, let's hit the road!” | |
We left L.A. on Sunday, in Lubbock by Tuesday | |
That's where we played our second show | |
Where nobody knew us, so nobody noticed the songs that the band didn't know | |
We were eatin' up the white lines, makin' good time | |
Diggin' the songs on the radio | |
And that party kept a movin' aand you know what we were doin' | |
We were smokin' up that California gold | |
Now everyone was glad, “The Weight” played by The Band | |
You know I never had that song ever let me down | |
And I didn't notice I was speedin' but in the rear-view mirror blinkin' | |
Were them state trooper's lights all spinnin' ‘round | |
We rolled down the windows, so we didn't think that he would notice | |
Something smellin' funny in that smoke cloud | |
And he asked, “What you boys a-hidin'?” and we were all silent | |
‘Cause I think he heard us clear and loud | |
And we were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
“Oh no, my Weed!” | |
He spread us all along the highway, cuffed us all and turned us away | |
And started pokin' round the truck for cake | |
And we all stood there high as a kite, and he found it alright | |
And don't y'all make light of the number one dope dog in the state | |
That mutt found the joint in my pocket that was buried and locked up | |
In the back of the trailer underneath the guitars and the piano seat | |
And off we went to jail all locked up in a cell | |
Charged with possession of that sweet leaf | |
And we were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Now I was still pretty buzzed when they called in the judge | |
Who greeted me with a smile and a warm handshake | |
And he said, “I'm so sorry,” ‘cause they couldn't unarrest us | |
But that was up to some other official magistrate | |
And he said, “Don't you worry, son, all the charges are gone | |
But I've got a few autographs for you to sign.” | |
And they sprang us out right quick, so we could get up on the stick | |
To Wichita Falls by show time | |
To tell ‘em... | |
We were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County |
zuo qu : Leroy Powell Waylon Albright Jennings John Osbourne Tony Iommi Terence Butle | |
" Come on boys, let' s hit the road!" | |
We left L. A. on Sunday, in Lubbock by Tuesday | |
That' s where we played our second show | |
Where nobody knew us, so nobody noticed the songs that the band didn' t know | |
We were eatin' up the white lines, makin' good time | |
Diggin' the songs on the radio | |
And that party kept a movin' aand you know what we were doin' | |
We were smokin' up that California gold | |
Now everyone was glad, " The Weight" played by The Band | |
You know I never had that song ever let me down | |
And I didn' t notice I was speedin' but in the rearview mirror blinkin' | |
Were them state trooper' s lights all spinnin' ' round | |
We rolled down the windows, so we didn' t think that he would notice | |
Something smellin' funny in that smoke cloud | |
And he asked, " What you boys ahidin'?" and we were all silent | |
' Cause I think he heard us clear and loud | |
And we were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
" Oh no, my Weed!" | |
He spread us all along the highway, cuffed us all and turned us away | |
And started pokin' round the truck for cake | |
And we all stood there high as a kite, and he found it alright | |
And don' t y' all make light of the number one dope dog in the state | |
That mutt found the joint in my pocket that was buried and locked up | |
In the back of the trailer underneath the guitars and the piano seat | |
And off we went to jail all locked up in a cell | |
Charged with possession of that sweet leaf | |
And we were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Now I was still pretty buzzed when they called in the judge | |
Who greeted me with a smile and a warm handshake | |
And he said, " I' m so sorry," ' cause they couldn' t unarrest us | |
But that was up to some other official magistrate | |
And he said, " Don' t you worry, son, all the charges are gone | |
But I' ve got a few autographs for you to sign." | |
And they sprang us out right quick, so we could get up on the stick | |
To Wichita Falls by show time | |
To tell ' em... | |
We were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County |
zuò qǔ : Leroy Powell Waylon Albright Jennings John Osbourne Tony Iommi Terence Butle | |
" Come on boys, let' s hit the road!" | |
We left L. A. on Sunday, in Lubbock by Tuesday | |
That' s where we played our second show | |
Where nobody knew us, so nobody noticed the songs that the band didn' t know | |
We were eatin' up the white lines, makin' good time | |
Diggin' the songs on the radio | |
And that party kept a movin' aand you know what we were doin' | |
We were smokin' up that California gold | |
Now everyone was glad, " The Weight" played by The Band | |
You know I never had that song ever let me down | |
And I didn' t notice I was speedin' but in the rearview mirror blinkin' | |
Were them state trooper' s lights all spinnin' ' round | |
We rolled down the windows, so we didn' t think that he would notice | |
Something smellin' funny in that smoke cloud | |
And he asked, " What you boys ahidin'?" and we were all silent | |
' Cause I think he heard us clear and loud | |
And we were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
" Oh no, my Weed!" | |
He spread us all along the highway, cuffed us all and turned us away | |
And started pokin' round the truck for cake | |
And we all stood there high as a kite, and he found it alright | |
And don' t y' all make light of the number one dope dog in the state | |
That mutt found the joint in my pocket that was buried and locked up | |
In the back of the trailer underneath the guitars and the piano seat | |
And off we went to jail all locked up in a cell | |
Charged with possession of that sweet leaf | |
And we were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Now I was still pretty buzzed when they called in the judge | |
Who greeted me with a smile and a warm handshake | |
And he said, " I' m so sorry," ' cause they couldn' t unarrest us | |
But that was up to some other official magistrate | |
And he said, " Don' t you worry, son, all the charges are gone | |
But I' ve got a few autographs for you to sign." | |
And they sprang us out right quick, so we could get up on the stick | |
To Wichita Falls by show time | |
To tell ' em... | |
We were busted | |
Busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County | |
Busted, busted in Baylor County |