Greatest Hits lyrics

Been gone - so long, I can’t wait to get back home
Home to the Lone Star State, another day I just can’t wait
Look out boys, I’m a-headed your way
I got a mind that wonders in a ’57 Chevrolet
Hold on tight, I got a licence to fly
With the pedal to the metal watch me roll on by
Wanna boogie back to Texas – boogie back to Texas

(an old 1930s song this is asleep at the wheel's version of it. the dots inducate where to hold the notes out and a rough estimate of how long to hold it, think sad when you sing it then you'll hit the timing of the notes )

Blues.................. stay away from me.........
blues................... why don't you let me...be.....

(asleep at the wheel's version)

(instrumental of verse used as intro)

headed for the station with my pack on my back
tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack
hear the Lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
Take me right back to the track, Jack

Choo choo, choo choo chboogie

Don't Ask Me Why I'm Going To Texas
Cause the reason I just don't know
But I've got a little gal down in houston
And I've got lots of friends in san antone

(instrumental)

Don't Ask Me Why I'm Going To Texas
Why in all the world am I here
Cause I do love to hear those texas fiddles
and dance and sing and drink my lonestar beer
from austin up to dallas, amarillo to el paso

(asleep at the wheel's version)

My pappy said son you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that hot rod Lincoln

Have you heard the story of the hot-rod race
When the Ford and Lincoln was settin' the pace
That storys true I'm here to say
cause I was a drivin' that Model-A

its Got a Lincoln motor and it's really souped up

House Of Blue Lights
as recorded by asleep at the wheel

Lace up your boots and we'll truck on down
To a knocked out shack on the edge of town
There's an eight beat combo that just won't quit
Keep walkin' 'til you see a blue light lit
Fall in there and we'll see some sights
Down at the house the house of blue lights

There's fryers and broilers and Detroit barbeque ribs

Adios, goodbye amigos I am leaving you today
ain't nobody around this town thats gonna mis me anyway
this ol' money making taking all the time I have to play
mama hush your mouth I'm headin' south Way down texas way

Way down texas way they play good music every night
and the dance hall rings with laughter till the early morning light