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