So being back at home didn't last so long Strike the engine at the break of dawn Keep it goin' gotta travel see Nashville down to Cherokee By the time we'd made our reach Stepped up the van with my main man heath A loud voice turned around to see A shiny widow maker lookin' down at me Saint Lou It wasn't you Saint Lou I can't blame you But 16 triggers they were waiting there And their stingers had our hands in the air My, my what a shiny gun Gonna show me how the west was won. So how can anyone make your tears be gone Cinderella she would sing a song I guess if you're gonna be up tight, You're gonna have to make it to the dance tonight Saint Lou It wasn't you Saint Lou I can't blame you Wasnt you Saint Lou It wasn't you Saint Lou I cant blame you