Well there's no more honky-tonks in Nashville
All the patrons either died or moved to L.A.
And the jukebox only plays the ghost of Broadway

Lord I'm dying to have a drink the old time way

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With loneliness as my companion
And a teardrop on the bar
With an angel right beside me

And sawdust on the floor
With a waitress who won't hear me
And a band that plays what I want to say

Like lord, I'm the one that's dying
Oh I'm dying to have a drink the old time way


Please no more talk of its salvation
The city slept right through its own parade
The drunks have all departed to dig me a grave

Lord I'm dying to have a drink the old time way

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Well sadness must have ended the day the king forgot to say
He went mad with desire over the love he gave away

And songs lost their meaning on the fateful day
A singer counted his money
And forgot the good old ways


I woke up with a woman from the alley
Where she learned to dance the late night show

I said I'd write you a song when you leave me
She said sing it the old time way!


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