| A | D | |
| The | jukebox is playing a honky tonk | song |
| D | E | A | |
| One more I keep say | ing and then I'll go | home |
| A | D | |
| What good would it do me, I know what I'll | find |
| D | E | A | |
| An | empty bottle of broken hearts and you're still on my | mind |
| The people are laughing and having their fun |
| While I sit here crying over what you have done |
| My pockets are empty, my last drink of wine, |
| An empty bottle of broken hearts and your still on my mind |
| Alone and forsaken, so blue I could die |
| I just sit here drinking till the bottle runs dry |
| To try and forget you I turn to the wine |
| An empty bottle of broken hearts and your still on my mind |
| lindsey@sirius.com |