Too many nights in a roadhouse
Too much wine, women and song
Too many days on the highway

Then I run around all night long
Take a good look in the mirror
In the cold, gray light at dawn

Too many nights in the old roadhouse
Run a little good boy wrong


Runnin' with my buddies on the wild side
Caused me a run of bad luck
Out all night with the roadhouse crowd

Now I'm down to my last two bucks
Pushin' way too hard, tryin' to live too fast
Puttin' too many wrinkles on

Too many nights in the old roadhouse
Run a little good boy wrong.


It was some kind of life I was livin'
And it wasn't too hard to tell
That the blues csme around when the sun went down

And my days didn't fare too well
I sure did want a taste of the good life
Til the good times came long

Too many nights in a roadhouse
Run a little good boy wrong.


Too many nights in a roadhouse
Too much wine, women and song
Too many days on the highway

Then I run around all night long
Take a good look in the mirror
In the cold, gray light at dawn

Too many nights in a roadhouse,
Run a little good boy wrong.


Too many nights in a roadhouse