| I dont know what Im doing here, I could be someplace else
|
| Like in Atlanta drinkin wine, wine, wine
|
| I dont know what Im doing here, I should be someplace else
|
| Like in Kentucky drinkin shine, shine, shine
|
| The dogs are running down in Memphis
|
| And them nags are running in L.A. yeah
|
| Im stuck in Spokane in a motel room
|
| And there ain’t no way to get away
|
| Willie Nelsons picking out in Austin
|
| And Waylons hanging out in Mexico
|
| Im stuck in Spokane in a motel room
|
| And Cris is making movin picture shows
|
| Hey, I dont know what Im doing here, I could be someplace else
|
| Like in Atlanta drinkin wine, wine, wine
|
| I dont know what Im doing here, I should be someplace else
|
| Like in Kentucky drinkin shine, shine, shine
|
| Well I know theyre dancing in New Orleans
|
| And old Chicagos bright as day
|
| Im stuck in Spokane in a motel room
|
| Lord, I wish I had a Dolly Parton tape
|
| Well Hill and Bare and Billy Joe theyre gambling
|
| And ol TPs frying croppie all night long
|
| Theyre down at Tootsies eating chili
|
| Im stuck in Spokane a writing songs
|
| Hey, I dont know what Im doing here, I could be someplace else
|
| Like in Atlanta drinkin wine, wine, wine
|
| I dont know what Im doing here, I should be someplace else
|
| Like in Kentucky drinkin clear moonshine |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spokane Motel Blues , by - Tom T. Hall. Song from the album Tom T. Hall - Storyteller, Poet, Philosopher, in the genre Кантри