To Keep From Being Found

I bought myself a tall boy and some cigarettes
I'm gonna climb into this old truck and get as far as I can get
Go looking for a motel room, one with an actual key
The old kind I used to find where you pay by the week

Gonna hang a couple pictures above that rotary phone
The one on which I'm not expecting too many calls from home
Gonna find me a movie, one that makes me laugh
Roll around that old TV so I can watch it in the bath

I can't remember where I had my breakfast
Probably some old run-down diner
In a broken border town
But I ain't ever going back to Texas
I'll pay the cost of being lost just to keep from being found

I really like my lawyer
He's a helluva guy
He spreads the love and he ain't above
Watching a grown man cry
I don't have to worry 'bout whose side he's on
He'll be my friend until the end
Or till the money's all gone

I can't remember where I had my breakfast
Maybe Southeast Oklahoma
Or some backwoods Arky town
But I ain't ever going back to Texas
There's a girl down there in Texas
Who does not want me around
I ain't ever going back to Texas
I'll pay the cost of being lost just to keep from being found