Looking Back On Luckenbach

There was sawdust on the floor and an "Open" sign on the door

It was old, we were young

Livin' on a Lone Star love

Looking back on Luckenbach

Kinda makes me wanna pop a top

Sit and listen to the guitars play

Puts my heart in another state of mind

Just a place we roll right through

But to me it's always you

Sometimes I just stop

And look back on Luckenbach

Been to New York

Been to Rome

Lately anywhere but home

Out of all the places I've seen

I'm still hung up on a memory

Looking back on Luckenbach

Kinda makes me wanna pop a top

Sit and listen to the guitars play

Puts my heart in another state of mind

Just a place we roll right through

But to me it's always you

Sometimes I just stop

And look back on Luckenbach

Just a place we roll right through

But to me it's always you

Sometimes I just stop

And look back on Luckenbach

So let's pop a top

Yeah, long live Luckenbach