Shovelin Stone - Austin Lyrics

One, two, three

I packed my bags my momma cried
The sun was asleep, gray clouds filled the sky
And I drove a thousand miles down to you
Pedal to the floor well I drove the whole night through

And Austin you're to blame
Hot Texas wind is howling my name
And Austin you're to blame
Hot Texas wind is howling my name
Oh Austin

Well I met a girl down there yeah she had a deep drawl
Luck was running shy I had pulled the short straw
Her lips were sweet as honey, her words were cold as ice
Hand around the bottle whiskey is my vice

And Austin you're to blame
Hot Texas wind is howling my name
And Austin you're to blame
Hot Texas wind is howling my name
Oh Austin

City lights are way too bright
And I've been getting burned by those neon signs
So barkeeper I give my last dollar to you
Raise my glass of tears oh here's to the blues

And Austin you're to blame
Hot Texas wind is howling my name
And Austin you're to blame
Hot Texas wind is howling my name
Oh Austin
Oh Ausitn

Packed my bags my momma cried
The sun was asleep, gray clouds filled the sky
But I drove a thousand miles down to you
Pedal to the floor yeah I drove the whole night through

And Austin you're to blame
Hot Texas wind is howling my name
And Austin you're to blame
Hot Texas wind is howling my name
Oh Austin
Ohhhh ohhh