Get Home, Sally

I know a place on the edge of town

You won't believe what they're puttin' down

Blow your top to the whop-de-bop

Go right on rockin' till they call the cops

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world

Rattle the windows, bang on the doors

Get on that honky-tonk hardwood floor

Rag-top Molly and Rockhouse Dan

Rollin' bones by the garbage can

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world

I served my hitch and I had my fill

Slipped through college on the G.I. Bill

For the finer things that I can't refuse:

A big bowl of chili and some wing-tip shoes

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world

A little more lovin' and a lot less talk

Baby, flip my switch, an electrical shock

Like a Redstone rocket up to the sky

Give it to me, baby, and watch me fly

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world

Hard-top boogie and a Cadillac beach

You've got a gap-tooth grin and two bare feet

Your gunny sack dress and big brown eyes

My baby's sweeter than huckleberry pie

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world

Saxophone Pete played a jimbo twist

Tomcattin' 'round at the junior miss

Tennessee jacket and a pink bowtie

Gonna romp and stomp till the day I die

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world

Dogs are barkin' and the moon is low

Town lit up like a rodeo

Dingdong Jenny and Matchbox Lill

Cut your throat for a dollar bill

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

This ain't no place for your golden curls

Get home, Sally, get home, girl

They'll eat you alive in this mean ol' world