Steve Earle — Telephone Road

[Verse 1] My brother Jimmy, my other brother Jack Went off down to Houston and they never come back My mama wasn't going to let her baby go yet now But there ain't nobody hiring back in Lafayette [Verse 2] I'm working all week for the Texaco check As sun beating down on the back of my neck I tried to save my money, but Jimmy says no Says he's got a little honey out on Telephone Road [Chorus] Come on, come on, come on let's go This ain't Louisiana, your mama won't know Come on, come on, come on let's go Everybody's rocking out on Telephone Road [Verse 3] Telephone Road is ten miles long Fifty car lots and a hundred honky-tonks Jukebox blasting and the beer bottles ringin' And Jimmy banging on the pinball machine [Chorus] Come on, come on, come on let's go This ain't Louisiana, your mama won't know Come on, come on, come on let's go Everybody's rocking out on Telephone Road [Verse 4] Mama never told me about nothing like this I guess Houston is about as big as a city can get Sometimes I get lonesome for Lafayette Someday I'm going home, but I ain't ready yet [Chorus] Come on, come on, come on let's go This ain't Louisiana, your mama won't know Come on, come on, come on let's go Everybody's rocking out on Telephone Road Come on, come on, come on let's go This ain't Louisiana, your mama won't know Come on, come on, come on let's go Everybody's rocking out on Telephone Road