Flatland Boogie
Hey Up on the Caprock Me and my baby ride Goin a hundred miles an hour Cause this old Ford can still fly Got Four Roses in a sack An we ainæ° lookinback tonight Some top 40 Shortyæ¯ Singin on the radio An thereæ¯ cotton fields forever On both sides of the road Itæ¯ till the Flatland Boogie But where did the Wolfman go Old photographs turn yellow Times they come and go But we can still do the boogie From the High Plains to Mexico Some old Angel from Amarillo Must be helpin us to hold it on the road Moonlightæ¯ a fallin Look at that caliche glow An old coyoteæ¯ a howlin Doesnæ° know heæ¯ too old Headlights a shinin On all we ever need to know Cross the Llano Estacado Babyæ¯ till by my side Ainæ° no reason to stop An there ainæ° no place to hide You want to Flatland Boogie Better flat out come and ride Repeat chorus