Testo: Poco. Last Roundup. Honky Tonk Downstairs.

Well, it won't be long now until that old 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 a barmaid in the Honky Tonk downstairs

It's a shame she wears the name of a man that's locked and chained
To a bottle that's destroyed all hopes and cares
To the men with hungry eyes she works and hides her pride
She's a barmaid in the Honky Tonk downstairs

It's a shame she wears the name of a man that's locked and chained
To a bottle that's destroyed all hopes and cares
To the men with hungry eyes she works and hides her pride
She's a barmaid in the Honky Tonk downstairs
She's a barmaid in the Honky Tonk downstairs