The Music Is Hot

Sheets dance on the line White as the clouds gone by Screen door kicking time As kids melt into the sky You're making your moves Trying just to stay alive And the music is hot WSM on your transistor radio A song about trains You can hear that whistle blow Waylon walks the line Merle's mama tries to tell him so And the music is hot You got a story 'bout twenty miles long You got a tune like a number one song You got the sweat like the shirt off my back You got the heart, let me open it a crack Fiddle and steel takin' you higher Passed cotton fields and telephone wires Out to the church and the gospel choir And you're gone Sun going down You're scrounging to feed the dog You're wearing a dress You saw in a catalog The crickets have started To sing with those old bull frogs And the music is hot You tuck in the kids And think of a nice long bath You notice your mom Staring back from a photograph And quick as you turn You're certain you can hear her laugh And the music is hot You got a story 'bout twenty miles long You got a tune like a number one song You got the sweat like the shirt off my back You got the heart, let me open it a crack Fiddle and steel takin' you higher Passed cotton fields and telephone wires Beyond the church and the gospel choir And you're gone Gone Gone Gone, oh