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Shooter Jennings

Busted In Baylor County (Sweet Leaf Version)

 

Busted In Baylor County (Sweet Leaf Version)

(앨범: Put The "O" Back In Country - 2005)


“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 eating up the white lines, making good time
Digging the songs on the radio
And that party kept a moving and you know what we were doing
We were smoking 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 speeding but in the rear-view mirror blinking
Were them state trooper's lights all spinning 'round
We rolled down the windows, so we didn't think that he would notice
Something smelling 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 poking 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

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