E A E
Well I'm tryin not to think about the consequences of this honky tonk life I lead
E F# B7
Yeah the beer drinking, hell raiswing, two timing women ain't exactly what I need
E A E
Oh but I've been known to tie one on, I'll drink before I feed
E C# F# B7 E
A lost love, a longneck, steel guitars is the honky tonk life I lead
C# F#
Oh this honky tonk life I lead is gonna be the death of me
B7
I keep playing my guitar in these beatup bars, usually I play for free
C# F#
Oh, but one day I'll be a star but for now I'll keep picking my old guitar
E C# F# B7 E
And an ice cold beer is all I need, it's the honky tonk life I lead
Now there's a beer joint down in Houston that's called Blanco's Bar and Grill
Yeah they serve em up tight every Thursday night trading whiskey for a dollar bill
Man you ain't gotta worry 'bout a place to stay even if you have no friends
You just two step your way to the trailer outside, you're welcome at the Stumble Inn
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