It felt like paradise You can roll me once, roll me twice And I'm still lost in your eyes Trading songs with Chesley Till the sun comes up Batton down the hatches Secure the latches And start all over again The eyes of Texas are upon me Delta mud upon my clothes And it's dark at the crossroads Robert Johnson knows CHORUS: Come on and hold me tight I feel at home tonight Come on and hold me tight And never say goodnight We'll drive on into town And circle round the square Seventy miles to Memphis But you won't find me there Fourteen hours what a ride It was do or die Southern hospitality And I'm the King tonight CHORUS