A Jukebox With A Country Song (Album Version)

A Jukebox With A Country Song (Album Version)

Doug Stone

After three good years together, we had our first big fight
So she went to her mother?s, and I went for a drive
Down an old familiar highway, just a few miles out of town
To that run-down one-room tavern, that used to be my stomping ground
Well, I pulled in the driveway you know it all still looked the same
And I couldn't wait to down a few and hear that jukebox ring
Now as I walked in through the doorway, there stood some kind of marti dee
Now he looked me up, and he looked me down, said, "May I help you please?"
What'd you do with the swinging doors? Where's the sawdust on the floor?
Why's everybody wearing suits and ties from western, I can't believe my eyes
And whose idea was it to hang these spurs, this brand new bar don't have a sink or fur
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong I need a jukebox with a country song
Well I looked back to the corner where the jukebox once stood proud
Some clown was playing record, too fast, too long and too loud
This must has been a big mistake to try and speak my mind
So they were asking me to leave, I cried out one more time
What'd you do with the swinging doors? Where's the sawdust on the floor?
Why's everybody wearing suits and ties from western, I can't believe my eyes
And whose idea was it to hang these spurs, this brand new bar don't have a sink or fur
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong I need a jukebox with a country song
I guess I don't belong without a jukebox with a country song

Written by NELSON, GENE / SAMOSET, RONNIE
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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