Austin (Boots Stop Workin') - Stripped

Mm, mm
Uh

We had a plan, move out of this town, baby
West to the sand, it's all we talked about lately
I'd pack the car, bring your guitar and Jane for smokin'
First thing at dawn, you'd cue the songs and we'd get goin'

But you weren't home, I waited on the porch for ya
Sat there alone, and all throughout the morn' 'til I
Got a hunch down in the gut and snuck around the back
And empty cans, and I'll be damned, your shit was never packed

Did your boots stop workin'? Did your truck break down?
Did you burn through money? Did your ex find out?
Where there's a will, then there's a way and I'm damn sure you lost it
Didn't even say goodbye, just wish I knew what caused it

Was the whiskey flowin'? Were you in a fight?
Did the nerves come get you? What's your alibi?
And I made my way back to LA and that's where you'll be forgotten
In 40 years you'll still be here, drunk, washed up in Austin

Mm
Hm-mm

A hell of a bluff, you had me believin'
How many months did you plan on leavin'?
What happened? Bad habits? Did you go back? Go batshit?
I loved you, how tragic, oh-oh

Did your boots stop workin'? Did your truck break down?
Did you burn through money? Did your ex find out?
Where there's a will, then there's a way and I'm damn sure you lost it
Didn't even say goodbye, just wish I knew what caused it

Was the whiskey flowin'? Were you in a fight?
Did the nerves come get you? What's your alibi?
And I made my way back to LA, that's where you'll be forgotten
In 40 years you'll still be here, drunk, washed up in Austin

Did your truck break down? Ooh
Oh, and did your ex find out? Mm
'Cause in 40 years you'll still be here, drunk, washed up in Austin