To Keep From Being Found

I bought myself a tall boy and some cigarettes

I'm gonna climb into this old truck and get as far as I can get

Go looking for a motel room, one with an actual key

The old kind I used to find where you pay by the week

Gonna hang a couple pictures above that rotary phone

The one on which I'm not expecting too many calls from home

Gonna find me a movie, one that makes me laugh

Roll around that old TV so I can watch it in the bath

I can't remember where I had my breakfast

Probably some old run-down diner

In a broken border town

But I ain't ever going back to Texas

I'll pay the cost of being lost just to keep from being found

I really like my lawyer

He's a helluva guy

He spreads the love and he ain't above

Watching a grown man cry

I don't have to worry 'bout whose side he's on

He'll be my friend until the end

Or till the money's all gone

I can't remember where I had my breakfast

Maybe Southeast Oklahoma

Or some backwoods Arky town

But I ain't ever going back to Texas

There's a girl down there in Texas

Who does not want me around

I ain't ever going back to Texas

I'll pay the cost of being lost just to keep from being found