Lyrics:

Roger Creager



I've never heard a more beautiful sound

Than a jukebox by the wall

And this room is full of pretty women

But I don't feel like dancing at all

I've got a beer in my left hand

And Tequila in front of me

A couple of dollars in change

For the jukebox to set me free



And tonight I'm going to sit here

On this barstool

I'll lock the world outside the swingin' door

I'll toast everyone who's ever had a heartache

I'll buy myself a round

And drink one more

Oh don't even try to talk about work this morning

There's no way in the world I'll be on time

Because I'm too busy slowing down my thinking

Until the thought of you

Can barely walk through my mind



I know these good old boys

Can see that I get home tonight

I'm not even sure that I could find the way

Because if home is really where the heart is

Tonight I'll find another place to stay



So tonight I'm going to sit here

On this barstool

I'll lock the world outside the swingin' door

I'll toast everyone who's ever had a heartache

I'll buy myself a round

And drink one more

Oh don't even try to talk about work this morning

There's no way in the world I'll be on time

Because I'm too busy slowing down my thinking

Until the thought of you

Can barely walk through my mind