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I went looking for trouble just outside of Austin, Texas
I got myself a gig out there at South by Southwest
Oh, the festival had finished, I headed out of town
To find the America the songs all sing about
And I always wanted to write a real-life country song
With honky tonks and barroom fights, true love that went wrong
I'll wear my heart upon my sleeve, a guitar upon my back
I'll be the only Englishman to wear a cowboy hat
So I gathered up my greenback and hit the local bars
I met this stripper named Juliet with a really fancy car
We drove down the I-45, smoking cigarettes
Drinking cheap-ass whiskey, talking 'bout all our regrets
And I always wanted to write a real-life country song
With slide guitar, harmonica, and a dusty old banjo
I'll wear my heart upon my sleeve, a guitar upon my back
I'll be the only Englishman to wear a cowboy hat
One thing country songs will teach you that turns out to be true
Is if you go looking for trouble, son, trouble will find you
We crashed a car, had a run-in with the law we only just escaped
Now I'm singing for my supper on the Corpus Christi bay
And I always wanted to write a real-life country song
With slide guitar, harmonica, and a dusty old banjo
I'll wear my heart upon my sleeve, a guitar upon my back
I'll be the only Englishman to wear a cowboy hat
Yeehaw
That was the one
Sweet