Small town dreamer, a full-time piece of a work
At least that's what my daddy says
I guess that's what you get when your boy's born with

That honky tonk fever
Hey jukebox play me the cure
I'll feed you quarters if you feed my soul
Somewhere between americana and rock and roll

And I could lose a day or two with the hippies out west or my Cajuns in the bayou
A sunset on Mobile with something funny in the air
We're sipping shine from Carolina stills
And it'd be gone again, oh well
At least I could pretend my sail
Ain't stuck out in the wind and this honky tonk fever would end

Country people and those down-home material girls
The kind you bring home to mama
Hot as Hollywood without the drama

Gimme, gimme that honky tonk fever
Hey, little lady, tonight you're the cure
That is if you wanna be
It's going down like the whiskey in Tennessee

I could lose a day or two hiding out in Texas anywhere that the cowgirls do
Sunrise on Nashville, another music city rally in the valley of the fiddle and steel

And It'd be gone again, oh well
At least I could pretend my sail
Ain't stuck out in the wind
And this honky tonk fever would end

Lord, I got that honky tonk fever
Hey, bartender pour me the court
I'll buy a round if you got 'em
The cure for the honky tonk fever
Is at the bottom