Troubadoring Musician

[Verse 1]
I hate to leave you, girl, I barely got to know you
I don't want to leave you, but I got to go
'Cause I'm a musician, troubadoring musician
And we gotta leave right after the show
(Let's go)

[Verse 2]
They breed 'em right from man to Montana
They make 'em pretty down in Appalachia
Too little of a good thing might not be a bad thing
Like the cream [?] Alaska

[Verse 3]
I coulda had you, girl, again in my hotel room
We had to lay off 'cause I'm not the only one
Your man is miles away but he's [?] to run into
And I don't need my face torn off with a scattergun

[Verse 4]
Join a band, they say, you'll get a lot of women
Join a band, you'll get a bunch of free drugs
But all the free chatter and all free trees
Just can't satisfy me 'cause I just got a hug

[Verse 5]
Hate my TV, if I could stop running
I'd hunker down and make you mine for the rest of days
But I'm a musician, troubadoring musician
So I guess for now, we're [?]