Written by Billy Burnette.. . I'm getting wasted doing nothing. My mind is drifting far away. I hocked my guitar for a dozen dollar bills. I wish that there was some other way. I play my songs in a bar down on Main Street. Only one I know of for miles around. And people get to drinking and they fall asleep. And the owner says to move on to some other town. So I just get my guitar and run. Until I can find someone to make music. I met a girl who works in a drug store. Got sky-blue eyes like you've never seen. I think I'm gonna grab her and walk on out the door. I'm gonna make some music that's just so darn mean. .