Hot Dusty Roads

I don't tell no tales about no hot dusty roads

I'm a city boy and I stay at home

I make no excuses I just don't want to roam

And I don't like being alone

I give you loving and a place to take off your shoes

It does surprising things for a case of the blues

It ain’t no club, you don’t have to pay no dues

You just love me and I love you

And if you take some pride

In being alive

If you're interested in looking inside

Of yourself

Just drop on by

Baby ask me why

At least you don't have to be by yourself

Just come knock, most likely I'll be there

Then you look around

Find a comfortable chair

And then you sit, and you might think about

Why he's there, I can't tell you why, only where