Well, it won't be long now Til that 'ol sun goes down And darkness helps me hide my shameful tears. My wife works all night long For a man who's halfway gone She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs.
Chorus:
It's a shame she wears the name Of a man who's locked and chained To a bottle that's destroyin' all hopes and cares. To the men with hungry eyes She works and hides her pride She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs.
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