's And whiskey on a woman's breath The sound of outlaw music sets me free Right or wrong just carrying on my honkey-tonk, honkey-tonk history Yeah, oh
History Chorus 1 I love the smell of cigarettes And whiskey on a woman's breath The sound of outlaw music sets me free Blame it on my honkytonk history
Let's set long stretch of highway from Tulsa to Tennessee You know I had to do it my way May you've got the best of me Sometimes at midnight I hear a
Before you draw the final curtain Before the big top crashes down Before you pack away my trunk case I'd like to take a final bow One last chance to
So, your friends have been telling you I'm outta my mind Actin all wild and weird Shoutin and screechin Bouncin off the walls Swinging from the chandeliers
How he got that GI Joe in the church this morning I don't know but he ain't listening to the preacher Like his mama taught him to She's wanting me to
Old Clarence was a cornfed sunday school teacher at the cheephill church of christ A God fearing fence clearing, hay slinging, hymm singing, back breaker
I believe that there's a right And I believe that there's a wrong That north and south Black and white Can somehow get along What say you What say you
There ain't a road That we ain't traveled Good times and bad Both great and small And when it seemed It all would come unraveled We held each other
You'd think after fourty Long days and nights I'd finally get used to... the rainnnnn But until the storm passes Outta my mind The only thing I know
Well you must be from the city Cause you sure ain't from round here There ain't no smoke free section We don't sell no import beer You been throwin
Callin' all girlfriends, spring break weekend, Meetin' at the Texaco. Wine coolers, six-packs, cigarettes, and Tic-Tacs, Fill it up an' hit the road.
up in a bathroom stall And I got this tattoo In the back of a pool rooooom in east Tennessee Oh, I got a long Honkey tonk history See this solid gold
