Hays, Kansas

Well, I wanna do good, I'm sick of doin' bad

I wanna have all the things that you've bad

Honey like an inability to feel the way that I do

Well, I wanna get out of bed on the right foot for a change

I wanna be able to act my own age

But the liquor keeps throwin' a wrench into things

And I feel like goin' to bed

Yeah, and that damn George Jones, when he plays, there's the door

Makes me wonder if there ain't even more to worry about

But that ain't my job, and this hometown of mine yes I love her so dear

And her sweet memory I'll always keep near to my heart

But there ain't shit here for me know

So I'll go back to Hays, Kansas where I can't be found

All there is, is an auto part and a mall in this town

And there's no way of knowin' whoever in the world that I am

So I'll go back to Hays, Kansas where I can't be found

All there is, is an auto part and a mall in this town

And there's no way of knowin' whoever in the world that I am

Or where in the world that I am