(Gibbons, Hill, Beard) 3:07



Somebody breathin' down my neck

While I'm tryin' to roll the bones

I don't care I'll just float a check

Cause I'm feelin' my gamblin' Jones

Here come seven, gimme eleven come again

Love to hideout where I am my own best friend



There's crazy little Linda Lou

With the long and lanky legs

Nobody do it like Linda do

At these backwoods lone star dregs

Like I told you, head out FM 92

Roll in slowly, you'll be safer if you do



If you don't know what I'm talkin' about

Let me ease your worried mind

It's the place to go without a doubt

But it's a little bit hard to find

Back in the timber, once you're there

You'll wanna stay

Get loose and limber anytime night or day

Just remember, ask for the Avalon hideaway