Lone Star Hotel
By Guy Clark
Written by Guy Clark
Album: The South Coast Of Texas (1981)
Tabbed by Larry Mofle
5/22/2016


Capo 2

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The Lone Star Hotel Café is nothing but a dive
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And Florence Smith showed up there, Lord every day at five
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Florence was a waitress, have I mentioned that before
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Serving beer to strangers and to some she’d seen before
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Florence used to ride a little Apaloosa mare
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in the barrel race at the rodeo she had that beehive hair
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There’s a picture of her on the wall, as you pay your check
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Lord, didn’t she look good back in nineteen fifty six


I was lovin’ Florence and she was ignorin’ me
Florence had experience, it was the first time out for me
Lord, I tried to tell her but the only words I found
Were "Give me greasy enchiladas and a beer to wash it down"
Florence quit the Lone Star Hotel and never was seen again
And me, I quit west Texas and I ain’t been back since then
That was years ago, Lord, too many to recall
But I remember Florence and them pictures on the wall


So here’s to you west Texas, you old rodeo queen
How I miss your beer joints and your shuffle board machines
Here’s to you west Texas, how I miss the smell
Of greasy enchiladas at the old Lone Star Hotel