| I drove down to The Trap but the joint was closed
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| Lately they’ve been droppin' like dominoes
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| All of my favorite
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| Waterin' holes are dryin' up
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| Tell me, is it too much for a man to ask
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| To hear Haggard and Jones sing CC Waterback
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| With the lights so low
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| And cold drafts will cost you one buck, enough’s enough
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| Somebody save the honky tonks
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| The hard wood floor and the quarter jukebox
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| Where’s the workin' man gonna go to get tore up?
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| When the last one’s tore down
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| Somebody save the neon lights
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| And the cinder block shacks crossed the county line
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| Everyday another piece of history’s lost
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| Somebody save the honky tonks
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| Well, it’s enough to bring a tear to a blood shot eye
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| Not knowin' where to go on a Friday night
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| To get down and get loud
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| And unwind from a hard day
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| Listen, we the people got a make a stand
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| Maybe write a letter to our Congressman
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| Show some support for the drinkin' man
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| We can’t wait, until it’s too late
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| Somebody save the honky tonks
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| The hard wood floor and the quarter jukebox
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| Where’s the workin' man gonna go to get tore up?
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| When the last one’s tore down
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| Somebody save the neon lights
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| And the cinder block shacks crossed the county line
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| Everyday another piece of history’s lost
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| Somebody save the honky tonks
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| Why don’t they take that ol' wreckin' ball
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| To the uppity bars, down at the mall?
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| All I’m askin' and all I want
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| Somebody save the honky tonks |