d g d
with the way things are going it wont be very long til those flashing neon lights
a d
are all but gone they say the nightlife ant the right life pour the whiskey
g d a
down the drain melt down all them 45's that talk about trucks and trains
chorus
d g
ill be there when they burn the last honkytonk down
d e a
in body mind and spirit under the table or under the ground
d g
the fading echoes of a barroom band might be the only sound
d a d
ill be there when they burn the last honkytonk down
e a e
we'll pull a jukebox from the ashes dust it off and we'll turn it on
e b
we'll dance in the burning embers until dawn
e a e
pour a double from the rubble and we'll drink to the good ole days
e b e
set there til the smoke clears and my last selection plays
play chorus again in e this time
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