Texty: Townes Van Zandt. Blaze's Blues.

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 Alabama '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
I know I'm gonna miss you when I'm gone

Ooh yeah, I'll sit there