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Honky Tonk Hardwood Floor Johnny Horton
Well the [A]fiddles are squeakin' the guitars are
speakin' the [D]piano plays a jelly [A]roll
The man on the drums is far from dumb and the [E]bassman
he plays from his soul.
The [A]tables are quakin' and your nerves are shakin'
but you [D]keep on beggin' for [A]more.
You keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
on a [E]honky tonk hardwood [A]floor.
On a honky tonk hardwood floor,
on a [D]honky tonk hardwood [A]floor,
you keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
on a [E]honky tonk hardwood [A]floor
There's a waitress handy but she don't sell candy
and she don't sell soda pop
There's a fat bartender who is there to serve ya
if you really wanna blow your top
If you got no money then there's a little honey
she's the gal that you adore
You keep'a havin' your fun, you lucky son of a gun
on a honky tonk hardwood floor.
Chorus
You're payday's Saturday, you're broke on Sunday,
by Monday you're feelin' sore
You got two black eyes that you picked up
from a little guy the night before
So you swear off drinkin' but then you get to thinkin'
'bout the good times you had galore
you keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
on a honky tonk hardwood floor.
Chorus
You keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
On a honky tonk hardwood floor.
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