Текст песни Honkytonk Bar - Angie K

I've seen myself wide open spaces
But it's hard to beat a six string at a bar
'Cause whenever I hear "Friends in Low Places"
I can't help but drop my money in that jar

I tell 'em, "Take me back to 'Strawberry Wine' "
Raise 'em up and killin' time
Singing every word to "Mama Tried"
Oh, I thank Jesus for country music gold
From "Sweet Home Alabama" to Waylon, Cash and Jones
When my soul needs healing I grab my guitar
'Cause my favorite memories are the ones that start at a Honkytonk bar
At a Honkytonk bar
I could be sittin' on a Rocky Mountain high
Sippin' on some Tennessee whisky
Give me Buffet on a beachin' kinda night
Where the cover band plays early Kenny Chesney
I tell 'em, "Take me back to 'Strawberry Wine' "
Raise 'em up and killin' time
Singing every word to "Mama Tried"
Oh, I thank Jesus for country music gold
From "Sweet Home Alabama" to Waylon, Cash and Jones
When my soul needs healing I grab my guitar
'Cause my favorite memories are the ones that start at a Honkytonk bar
At a Honkytonk bar
So if you wave goodbye to Earl and hey Jolene [Hey Jolene
Well, raise 'em up to the sky and sing with me
Yeah, I thank Jesus for country music gold
From "Sweet Home Alabama" to Waylon, Cash and Jones
When my soul needs healing I grab my guitar
'Cause my favorite memories are the ones that start at a Honkytonk bar
At a Honkytonk bar
And take me back to "Strawberry Wine" baby, ooh
Killin' time