Well there's no more honky-tonks in Nashville

All the patrons either died or moved to L.A.

And the jukebox only plays the ghost of Broadway

Lord I'm dying to have a drink the old time way


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With loneliness as my companion

And a teardrop on the bar

With an angel right beside me

And sawdust on the floor

With a waitress who won't hear me

And a band that plays what I want to say

Like lord, I'm the one that's dying

Oh I'm dying to have a drink the old time way


Please no more talk of its salvation

The city slept right through its own parade

The drunks have all departed to dig me a grave

Lord I'm dying to have a drink the old time way


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Well sadness must have ended the day the king forgot to say

He went mad with desire over the love he gave away

And songs lost their meaning on the fateful day

A singer counted his money

And forgot the good old ways


I woke up with a woman from the alley

Where she learned to dance the late night show

I said I'd write you a song when you leave me

She said sing it the old time way!


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