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

You were talkin' on that cellphone

Drivin' your Mercedes way too fast

All of a sudden there was just dial tone

You hit the pylons on the overpass

And your whole life passed before you

From the old days in the honky tonks

To that last shot of vodka

All them miles in between

George Jones, better leave that cellphone alone

Don’t be talkin' as you try to get back home

If you don’t change your ways, my friend

You’ll be singing duets with Tammy again

Foot down heavy on the pedal

Talkin' to your daughter in the car

Next sound you heard was twisted metal

Another dead genius country star

Better get your shit together

Everything’s been torn in two

Good thing your liver’s made of leather

Or else we’d all be mourning the likes of you

George Jones, better leave that cellphone alone

Don’t be talkin' as you try to get back home

If you don’t change your ways, my friend

You’ll be singing duets with Tammy again

And I heard it on the news

He almost stopped loving her today

Better stay on that riding lawnmower

If you’re gonna keep on carrying on that way

George Jones, better leave that cellphone alone

Don’t be talkin' as you try to get back home

If you don’t change your ways, my friend

George Jones