Austin (Boots Stop Workin') [Stripped]

We had a plan, move out of this town, baby

West to the sand, it's all we talked about lately

I'd pack the car, bring your guitar and Jane for smokin'

First thing at dawn, you'd queue the songs and we'd get goin'

But you weren't home, waited on the porch for ya

Sat there alone, all throughout the morn' till I

Got a hunch down in my gut and snuck around the back

Empty cans and I'll be damned, your shit was never packed

Did your boots stop workin'? Did your truck break down?

Did you burn through money? Did your ex find out?

Where there's a will, then there's a way, and I'm damn sure you lost it

Didn't even say goodbye, just wish I knew what caused it

Was the whiskey flowin'? Were you in a fight?

Did the nerves come get you? What's your alibi?

I made my way back to L.A., and that's where you'll be forgotten

In forty years, you'll still be here, drunk washed up in Austin

Hell of a bluff, you had me believin'

How many months did you plan on leavin'?

What happened? Bad habits?

Did you go back? Go batshit?

I loved you, how tragic, oh-oh

Did your boots stop workin'? Did your truck break down?

Did you burn through money? Did your ex find out?

Where there's a will, then there's a way, and I'm damn sure you lost it

Didn't even say goodbye, just wish I knew what caused it

Was the whiskey flowin'? Were you in a fight?

Did the nerves come get you? What's your alibi?

I made my way back to L.A., and that's where you'll be forgotten

In forty years, you'll still be here, drunk washed up in Austin

Did your truck break down

Or did your ex find out?

'Cause in forty years, you'll still be here, drunk washed up in Austin