Honky Tonk Music

(albüm: Tales From The Ozone - 1975)

Every night I work the places
Neon lights and lonely faces
People laugh and drink away the evening while I play
I ask myself, "Why do I do it?"
I guess there must be something to it
Getting paid for doing something I'd be doing anyway

I wish that I could have a dollar
For every drunk that I've heard holler
Every knocked-out barroom brawler sleeping off the fight
For all the stories I've been told
I guess I'd have a pot of gold
If even just a single one had turned out to be right

Playing me some honky-tonk music
That's the kind I like to play
Playing me some honky-tonk music
That's the kind I like to play

I've seen a lotta girls get lied to
And even several times I tried too
In the night when it's getting late, the women look so good
I've been in bars I didn't care for
I didn't know what I was there for
All in all, I wouldn't change things even if I could

Playing me some honky-tonk music
That's the kind I like to play
Playing me some honky-tonk music
That's the kind I like to play

Playing me some honky-tonk music
That's the kind I like to play
Playing me some honky-tonk music
That's the kind I like to play
That's the kind I like to play