I saw a big old car in a golden field
And a fashion woman standing in the golden field
She was playing six strings in a different way
A different way that I never heard it before
I said tell me,tell me the way you play
She said you will never never learn it well
Then I said tell me,tell me the way you play
And she said you will never never learn it well
Before you buy me a drink
And tell me the story of you
When we walk into a honky-tonk
She said draft please and keep it open
The clock on the wall said it's half to eight
And she said hell yeah i can do it all night
I said tell me,tell me the way you play
She said you will never never learn it well
Then I said tell me,tell me the way you play
And she said you will never never learn it well
Before you buy me a drink
And tell me the story of you