Lyrics:

Way down on Music Row, is there anyone who knows
Who might lend a helping hand
Cuz I could stand a better show
Hard traveling down the road
I'm feeling bad boys, I'm feeling low

Well night after night, show after show
So many kind faces, will never know
Hard traveling down the road
I'm feeling bad boys, I'm feeling low

Over by the window, laying on the couch
I'll toss and turn, a stranger in someone else's house
Hard traveling down the road
I'm feeling bad boys, I'm feeling low

Well that whiskey'll never hold you like a dead girl can
When the nights get lonely it can be your only friend
Hard traveling down the road
I'm feeling bad boys, I'm feeling low
I'm feeling bad boys, I'm feeling low