Honky Tonk Land
Working for a paycheck
Tryna make a buck
A hundred miles away from these tires on my truck
Bills are in the mailbox
Weeds are getting high
Baby left a note and all she said was goodbye, bye
And right now I'm wishing I was somewhere in honky tonk land
Where there's neon buzzin', pretty girls by the dozen
Got a cold, cold beer in my hand
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where it's all gonna be alright
Where it always feels like Saturday night
Welcome to my world
I'm in my happy place
It always seems to put a little smile on my face
Sure beats the devil out of being on the brink
Come on with me and I'll buy you a drink, drink, drink
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where there's neon buzzin', pretty girls by the dozen
Got a cold, cold beer in my hand
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where it's all gonna be alright
Where it always feels like Saturday night
Let's go, there's a pretty little bartender
We can drop a quarter in the jukebox
And lose your mind, life is fine
Place where the good times don't stop (don't stop)
No, they don't stop (no, they don't stop)
No, they don't stop (no, they don't stop)
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where there's neon buzzin', pretty girls by the dozen
Got a cold, cold beer in my hand
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where there's neon buzzin', pretty girls by the dozen
Got a cold, cold beer in my hand
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where it's all gonna be alright
Where it always feels like Saturday night
Like Saturday night
Tryna make a buck
A hundred miles away from these tires on my truck
Bills are in the mailbox
Weeds are getting high
Baby left a note and all she said was goodbye, bye
And right now I'm wishing I was somewhere in honky tonk land
Where there's neon buzzin', pretty girls by the dozen
Got a cold, cold beer in my hand
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where it's all gonna be alright
Where it always feels like Saturday night
Welcome to my world
I'm in my happy place
It always seems to put a little smile on my face
Sure beats the devil out of being on the brink
Come on with me and I'll buy you a drink, drink, drink
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where there's neon buzzin', pretty girls by the dozen
Got a cold, cold beer in my hand
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where it's all gonna be alright
Where it always feels like Saturday night
Let's go, there's a pretty little bartender
We can drop a quarter in the jukebox
And lose your mind, life is fine
Place where the good times don't stop (don't stop)
No, they don't stop (no, they don't stop)
No, they don't stop (no, they don't stop)
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where there's neon buzzin', pretty girls by the dozen
Got a cold, cold beer in my hand
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where there's neon buzzin', pretty girls by the dozen
Got a cold, cold beer in my hand
Somewhere in honky tonk land
Where it's all gonna be alright
Where it always feels like Saturday night
Like Saturday night
Credits
Writer(s): Wade Kirby, David Murphy, Easton Corbin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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