Austin Song Lyrics and Chords By ( Blake Shelton )

Austin is one of the most popular songs of the time. Austin lyrics written by David Kent / Kirsti Manna. This song has sung by Blake Shelton

Singer Blake Shelton
Released 2001
Album Blake Shelton
Tuning E A D G B E

Austin Song Lyrics

She left without leavin’ a number

Said she needed to clear her mind

He figured she’d gone back to Austin

‘Cause she talked about it all the time

It was almost a year before she called him up

Three rings and an answering machine is what she got…

*****

If your callin’ ’bout the car I sold it

If this is Tuesday night I’m bowlin’

If you’ve got somethin’ to sell your wastin’ your time, I’m not buyin’

If it’s anybody else wait for the tone you know what to do

And P.S., if this is Austin, I still love you…

*****

The telephone fell to the counter

She heard but she couldn’t believe

What kind of man would hang on that long

What kind of love that must be

She waited three days and then she tried again

She didn’t know what she’d say

But she heard three rings and then…

*****

If it’s Friday night I’m at the ball game

And first thing Saturday if it don’t rain

I’m headed out to the lake and I’ll be gone all weekend long

But I’ll call you back when I get home on Sunday afternoon

And P.S., if this is Austin, I still love you…

*****

Well this time she left her number

But not another word

When she waited by the phone on Sunday evening

And this is what he heard…

*****

If your callin’ ’bout my heart it’s still yours

I should have listened to it a little more

Then it wouldn’t have taken me so long

To know where I belong

And by the way boy this is no machine your talkin’ to

Can’t you tell, this is Austin, and I still love you

I still love you….

Austin Song Chords



She left without leaving a number,

Said she needed to clear her mind.

He figured she’d gone back to ustin,

ause she talked about it all the time.

It was almost a year, before she called him up.

Three rings and an answering machine,

Is what she got:


If you’re calling ’bout the car, I sold it.

If this is Tuesday night, I’m bowling.

If you’ve got something to sell, you’re wastin’ your time,

I’m not buyin’.

If it’s anybody else, wait for the tone,

You know what to do.

nd P.S., if this is ustin…

I still love you.


The telephone fell to the counter.

She’d heard, but she couldn’t believe.

What kind of man would hang on that long,

What kind of love that must be.

She waited three days, and then she tried again.

She didn’t know what she’d say,

But she heard three rings and then:


If it’s riday night, I’m at the ballgame,

nd first thing Saturday, if it don’t rain.

I’m headed out to the lake, and I’ll be gone all weekend long.

But I’ll call you back when I get home

On Sunday afternoon.

nd P.S., if this is ustin…

I still love you.


Well, this time she left her number,

But not another word.

Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evening,

nd this is what he heard:


If you’re calling ’bout my heart,
It’s still yours.

I should listen to it a little more.

Then it wouldn’t have taken me so long

To know, where I belong.
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nd by the way boy, this is no machine you’re talkin’ to.

an’t you tell that this is ustin…

nd I still love you.

I still love you….