Come on boys, lets hit the road
We left L.A. on Sunday, in Lubbock by Tuesday
Thats where we played our second show
Where nobody knew us, so nobody noticed
The songs that the band didnt know
We were eatin up the white lines, makin good time
Diggin the songs on the radio
And that party kept a movin and you know what we were doin
We were smokin up that California gold, yeah
Now everyone was glad, 'The Weight' played by The Band
You know I never had that song ever let me down
And I didnt notice I was speedin but in the rear-view mirror blinkin
Were them state troopers lights all spinnin round
Well we rolled down the windows
So we didnt think that he would notice
Something smellin funny in that smoke cloud
And he asked, What you boys a-hidin? And we were all silent
Cause I think he heard us clear and loud
And we were busted
Busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County, oh
Oh no, my Weed
He spread us all along the highway
Cuffed us all and turned us away
And started pokin round the truck for the cake
And we all stood there high as a kite, and he found it alright
And dont yall make light of the number one dope dog in the state
That mutt found the joint in my pocket
That was buried and locked up in the back of the trailer
And the guitars and the piano seat
And off we went to jail all locked up in a cell
Charged with possession of that sweet leaf
And we were busted
Busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County
Well I was still pretty buzzed when they called in the judge
Who greeted me with a smile and a warm handshake
And he said, Im so sorry, cause they couldnt un-arrest us
But that was up to some other official magistrate
And he said, Dont you worry, son, all the charges are gone
But Ive got a few autographs for you to sign
And they sprang us out right quick, so we could get up on the stick
To Wichita Falls by show time to tell em
We were busted
Busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County