From the recording DUST
(Lucas)
Lyrics
My mother said I’d be all right someday when the sap went down / But the still won’t run, I sold my mule, and I aint cut out for a plow / Kate’s up the duff and crazy, told her old daddy it’s mine / Now he’s at the door with a horsewhip—reading the sign / Scratch it on the window, write it on the door / Paint it on the barn, gouge it in the floor / Nail it to a fencepost, carve it in a tree / Just three letters—GTT, Gone to Texas / Spurring this old piece of crowbait to the river by dawn / Just got a Tennessee Toothpick and the suit I have on / That dandy I cut at the bit house was the sheriff’s son / Aint waiting to see how the cat jumps, got to run / Chorus / The Boss got mad at the Devil—said, “You’re running that place in the ground” / He deputized some angels to take a look around / Nobody home in the junkyard, just broken-down wagons and weeds / And some paint on the side of the privy—said, “GTT” / Scratch it on the window, write it on the door / Paint it on the barn, gouge it in the floor / Look out, Sam, aint seen the like of me / Here I come, I’m GTT, Gone to Texas