Honky Tonk Hardwood Floor

(앨범: I'm A Texan - 1993)

The fiddles're squeeking the guitars're speaking
The piano plays a jelly-roll
The man on the drum is far from dumb
And the bassman he plays from his soul
The tables're quaking and your nerves're shaking
But you keep on begging for more
You keep a having your fun
You lucky son of a gun on a honky tonk hardwood floor

On a honky tonk hardwood floor
On a honky tonk hardwood floor
You keep a having your fun
You lucky son of a gun
On a honky tonk hardwood floor

There's a waitress handy
And she don't sell candy
And she don't sell soda pop
And there's a fat bartender who's there to serve you
If you really wanna blow your top
If you got no money then there's a little honey
The girl that you adore
You keep a having your fun
You lucky son of a gun on a honky tonk hardwood floor

On a honky tonk hardwood floor
On a honky tonk hardwood floor
You keep a having your fun
You lucky son of a gun
On a honky tonk hardwood floor

Your payday's Saturday
You're broke on Sunday
Come Monday you're feeling sore
You got big black eyes that you pick up in a fight
From a little guy the night before
So you swear off to drinking
But then you get to thinking
Bout the goodtimes you had oh Lord
So keep a having your fun
You lucky son of a gun on a honky tonk hardwood floor

On a honky tonk hardwood floor
On a honky tonk hardwood floor
You keep a having your fun
You lucky son of a gun
On a honky tonk hardwood floor