Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Who's the greatest star what are
Waylon
Now Waylon is a singer
A record selling star
The ladies love him
And his band
Oh, he sings like a bird
And he plays a fine guitar
But I doubt
That he's a home loving man
You oughta see his woman
She's really a queen
He buys her the finest of clothes
For you talk about beauties
Like none you ain't seen
When Waylon's gone
She lets me know
When he's gone a singing
I'm gone with his queen
Spreading his money around
But if you'll look for me
And I can't be seen
You'll know
That Waylon's back in town
When Waylon's gone a singing
I'm wearing his suit
I smoke his imported cigars
I like his woman
Wear out his boots
I chauffeur his limousine cars
When he's making money
He has to stay gone
But if you should hear
That he's around
Go buy his latest record
Or go see his show
Help me keep old Waylon
Out of town
When Waylon's out singing
I'm gone with his queen
Spreading his money around
But if you'll look for me
And I can't be seen
You'll know
That Waylon's back in town
Starkle, starkle, little twink
Waylon's the greatest star I think
Bring him to your town
Join his fan club, the journal
You get the journal every year
A dollar is about all is costs
Don't you dare miss it
Come see Waylon