Texas Honky Tonk
I hear the old familiar sound
Turning in the parking lot
Beneath these tires of my old truck
Rolling over gravel rock
A big night hot band just come in
There's buckles and tight jeans
Neon glowing and fiddle smoking
Ain't no place I'd rather be
Than Texas Honky Tonk
There's no place like home
An old worn out wooden dance floor
And neon signs on the wall
Music mixing with the constant talk
Boots sliding on that old sawdust
Ain't no place I'd rather be than Texas Honky Tonk
Keep that beer coming
There's small talk between the songs
Checking out who all is there
For one night troubles are gone
Then there's last call
Crowds head for that exit door
We'll do it all again next week
Another Saturday night gone
At Texas Honky Tonk
There's no place like home
An old worn out wooden dance floor
And neon signs on the wall
Music mixing with the constant talk
Boots sliding on that old sawdust
Ain't no place I'd rather be than Texas Honky Tonk
Slide into my pick-up truck
Straits on the radio
Pull out of the parking lot
It's time to hit the road
Texas Honky Tonk
There's no place like home
An old worn out wooden dance floor
And neon signs on the wall
Music mixing with the constant talk
Boots sliding on that old sawdust
Ain't no place I'd rather be than Texas Honky Tonk
There ain't no place I'd rather be than Texas Honky Tonk
Turning in the parking lot
Beneath these tires of my old truck
Rolling over gravel rock
A big night hot band just come in
There's buckles and tight jeans
Neon glowing and fiddle smoking
Ain't no place I'd rather be
Than Texas Honky Tonk
There's no place like home
An old worn out wooden dance floor
And neon signs on the wall
Music mixing with the constant talk
Boots sliding on that old sawdust
Ain't no place I'd rather be than Texas Honky Tonk
Keep that beer coming
There's small talk between the songs
Checking out who all is there
For one night troubles are gone
Then there's last call
Crowds head for that exit door
We'll do it all again next week
Another Saturday night gone
At Texas Honky Tonk
There's no place like home
An old worn out wooden dance floor
And neon signs on the wall
Music mixing with the constant talk
Boots sliding on that old sawdust
Ain't no place I'd rather be than Texas Honky Tonk
Slide into my pick-up truck
Straits on the radio
Pull out of the parking lot
It's time to hit the road
Texas Honky Tonk
There's no place like home
An old worn out wooden dance floor
And neon signs on the wall
Music mixing with the constant talk
Boots sliding on that old sawdust
Ain't no place I'd rather be than Texas Honky Tonk
There ain't no place I'd rather be than Texas Honky Tonk
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Dozier
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