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