Hot Dusty Roads

I don't tell no tales 'bout no hot dusty roads

I'm a city boy, and I stay at home

I make no excuses, I just don't wanna roam

And I don't like being alone

I give you lovin' and a place to take off your shoes

It does surprising things for a case of the blues

It ain't no club, you have to pay no dues

You just love me and I love you

And if you take some pride in being alive

And you're interested in looking inside, of yourself

Just drop on by, maybe ask me why

At least you won't have to be by yourself

Just come knock, most likely I'll be there

Then you look around and find a comfortable chair

Then you sit and you might think about why he's there

I can't tell you why, only where

And if you take some pride in being alive

And you're interested in looking inside, of yourself

Just drop on by, maybe ask me why

At least you won't have to be by yourself

Just come knock, most likely I'll be there

Then you look around and find a comfortable chair

Then you sit and you might think about why he's there

I can't tell you why, only where