Dead At The Honky Tonk

Knee-deep in the bullitt, one foot in the dirt Yeah, his bloodshot eyes are empty as a Monday mornin' church On a stool in the corner, where he's been all week Only way I know he's breathin' is he just took a drink And he keeps headin' 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 comin' 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 doin' life She tied him to the bar and let that firewater rise Her leavin' 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 leanin' on that bottle and it's cuttin' like a knife And he keeps headin' toward the neon light There's a hole in his heart down at the hole in the wall They found him in there drownin' 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