Telephone Road (with the Fairfield Four)

My brother jimmy, my other brother jack
Went off down to houston and they never come back
Mama wasnt gonna let her baby go yet
But there aint nobody hirin back in lafeyette
Im workin all week for the texaco check
Sun beatin down on the back of my neck
Tried to save my money but jimmy says no Says hes got a little honey on telephone road
Come on come on come on lets go This aint louisianna
Your mama wont know
Come on come on come on lets go Everybodys rockin out on telephone road
Telephone road is ten miles long
Fifty car lots and a hundred honky-tonks
Jukebox blastin and the beer bottles ring
Jimmy banging on a pinball machine
Mama never told me about nothin like this
I guess houstons bout a big as a city can get
Sometimes I get lonesome for lafeyette
Someday Im goin home but I aint ready yet