They used to call me Rockabilly. All of us ran through. When Elvis opened up the door. With a pup-and-pup-and-boo. . I didn't ever play much rock and roll.
I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs. And when they play them cheatin' tunes I never sing along. I never ever sing the blues I've forgotten born to lose.
I was on my way to you and I was worried. I was all torn up and nervous 'cause I knew that you'd be gone. I knocked and crossed my fingers while I waited.
I'm gonna sit on the porch and pick on my old guitar. I'm gonna lay on my back and laugh at my lucky star. And then I'm gonna fly away and never come back someday.