Dead At The Honky Tonk Lyrics

Knee deep in the Bulleit, one foot in the dirt
Yeah, his bloodshot eyes are empty as a Monday morning' church
On a stool in the corner where he's been all week
Only way I know he's breathing is he just took a drink
And he keeps heading toward the neon light
There's a hole in his heart down at the hole in the wall
They found him with his hand wrapped 'round a whiskey poured too strong
There ain't no murder weapon, just a note that says "she's gone"
And if they put it in the paper then it wouldn't say much at all
"One Man Dead At The Honky Tonk"
We all saw it coming from a mile away
We knew that her goodbye would put him in the grave
And no, she won't go to prison, but he's doing life
She tied him to the bar and let that firewater rise
Her leaving sent him to the other side
There's a hole in his heart down at the hole in the wall
They found him with his hand wrapped 'round a whiskey poured too strong
There ain't no murder weapon, just a note that says "she's gone"
And if they put it in the paper then it wouldn't say much at all
"One Man Dead At The Honky Tonk"
He's leaning on that bottle and it's cutting like a knife
And he keeps heading toward the neon light
There's a hole in his heart down at the hole in the wall
They found him in there drowning in a whiskey waterfall
There ain't no murder weapon, just a note that says "she's gone"
And if they put it in the paper then it wouldn't say much at all
"One Man Dead At The Honky Tonk"
"One Man Dead At The Honky Tonk"
"One Man Dead At The Honky Tonk"
"One Man Dead At The Honky Tonk"