Drive-By Truckers - George Jones Talkin Cell Phone Blues lyrics

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You were talkin' on that cell phone, driving your Mercedes way too fast <br />All of the sudden there was this dial tone, you hit the pylons on the overpass <br />And your whole life passed before you, from the old days and the honky-tonks... <br />...to that last shot of vodka; and all them miles in between. <br /> <br />George Jones, better leave that cell phone alone <br />Don't be talkin' as you try to get back home <br />If you don't change your ways my friend <br />You'll be singing duets with Tammy again. <br /> <br />Foot down heavy on the pedal, talking to your daughter in the car <br />Next sound you heard was twisted metal, another dead genius country star <br />Better get your shit together, everything's been torn in two <br />Good thing your liver is made of leather, cause we'd all be born in the likes of you <br /> <br />George Jones, better leave that cell phone alone <br />Don't be talkin' as you try to get back home <br />If you don't change your ways my friend <br />You'll be singing duets with Tammy again. <br /> <br />And I heard it on the news, he almost stopped loving her today <br />Better stay on that riding lawn mower, if you're going to keep carrying on that weight. <br /> <br />George Jones, better leave that cell phone alone <br />Don't be talkin' as you try to get back home <br />If you don't change your ways my friend. <br />George Jones<br /><br />