Honky Tonk Heroes (Like Me)
Low down leaving sun
Done did everything that needs done
Woe is me, why can't I see?
I best be leaving well enough alone
Them neon lighten nights, couldn't stay out of fights
Them keep a-huanting me in memories
Well there is one in every crowd
For crying out loud
Why was it always turning out be me
Where does it go, the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, a-hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard-earned pay
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren't another other way to be
For loveable losers, lower camp boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me
(Hey, hey)
Where does it go, the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren't another other way to be
For loveable losers, and lower camp boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me
Yeah
Where does it go, the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren't another other way to be
For them loveable losers, and lower camp boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me, yeah
Done did everything that needs done
Woe is me, why can't I see?
I best be leaving well enough alone
Them neon lighten nights, couldn't stay out of fights
Them keep a-huanting me in memories
Well there is one in every crowd
For crying out loud
Why was it always turning out be me
Where does it go, the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, a-hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard-earned pay
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren't another other way to be
For loveable losers, lower camp boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me
(Hey, hey)
Where does it go, the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren't another other way to be
For loveable losers, and lower camp boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me
Yeah
Where does it go, the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren't another other way to be
For them loveable losers, and lower camp boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Billy Shaver
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- I'm a Ramblin' man (feat. James Pope)
- The Lost Nashville Sessions
- The Lost Nashville Sessions (Bonus Track Version)
- Waylon Jennings: The Collection
- Waylon Jennings: The Definitive Collection (Rerecorded Version)
- What Goes Around Comes Around
- The Eagle
- Too Dumb for New York City, Too Ugly for L.A.
- Black On Black
- The Ramblin' Man
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