作词 : Crowell
Rain came down in endless sheets of thunder
Lightning bolts split pine trees down to the roots
In the shadow of the 
AstrodomeWith a hurricane coming on strong
We used to hit the streets and go swimming in our birthday suits
Skiing in a bar ditch behind a moped13 stitches on the corner of a sardine can
We were dirt poor 
Houston kids
Our whole family living on the skids
But we always had a nickel for the coming of the ice cream man
Mosquito truck blowing up 
DDTBarefoot heathens running wild and free
Air raid buzzer at a noon-day scream
Living in a dream
On Telephone 
RoadI used to love them cherry 
Cokes down at the 
Prince's Drive-
Inand the cheeseburgers tasted so good 
I like to come untied
There's a 
Chinaberry tree 
I remember
I used to climb in and out of my window
The night 
I left was on the day before my 
Grandma died
Sawdust spread out on a dance hall floor
Jukebox ripping at an all-out roar
Barmaid smiling at a 10 cent tip
Living is a trip
On Telephone 
RoadMagnolia 
Garden bandstand on the very front row
Johnny Cash 
Carl Perkins and 
The Killer putting on a show6 years old and just barely off my daddy's knee
When those rockabilly rebels
Sent the Devil running right through me
A drive-in movie in the trunk of my car
One-eyed sailor in an ice house bar
Spit-shine 
Charlie and ol' 
Peg-leg Bill
Are dressed up fit to kill
On Telephone 
RoadTelephone 
Road, Telephone 
RoadBrabecue and beer on ice
A salty watermelon slice
At the Little 
Taste of Paradise
On Telephone 
Road