Straight to hell

Well you never took my heart, When I tried hard to give it to you. And I know you can't be true, 'Cause you wanna be roamin' free. (Free.) Now I'm lookin' straight at you, An' see you with another...

Well, I have got no money but I am doin' fine. I'm just a hillbilly hell-raiser; I'm tryin' to kill my time. An' I'm lookin' for that gal, about five foot ten. An' I'm gonna take her down that road of...

Well, oh what a feeling That burns down low When you ain't got no where to turn, Or no where to go It makes me feel like sometimes I'm outta control So I'm gonna get wasted With all my country heroes...

Lowdown, once again Well I'm strugglin' now To get by, my friend It's keepin' me up Late at night I can't settle down My honky tonk life Driftin' 'round 'bout half past four With the blues on my back...

I been beat up bad, I been kicked around, I been thrown out of every damn bar in this old town, In this old town. I guess you don't like the way we like to have our fun, 'Cause I'm always out there...

Way down in West Virginia, There are some people who are one of a kind. They don't need nothin' from nobody, 'Cause they're already doin' fine. You got Hasil Adkins punchin', An' Mamie's raisin' hell....