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Now I'm just a bartender… and I don't like my work
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But I don't mind the money at all
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I see lots of sad faces… and lots of bad cases of folks with their backs to the wall
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But I need four walls around me to hold my life… to keep me from going a-stray
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And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight… to keep me from slipping away
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I can light up your smokes… I can laugh at your jokes
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I can watch you fall down on your knees
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I can close down this bar… I can gas up my car. And I can pack up and mail in my key
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But I need four walls around me to hold my life… to keep me from going a-stray
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And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight… to keep me from slipping away
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Now, the smoke fills the air in this honkey-tonk bar
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And I'm thinking 'bout where I'd rather be
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But I burned all my bridges… sank all my ships, now I'm stranded at the edge of the sea
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I still need four walls around me to hold my life… to keep me from going a-stray
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I need some honky-tonk angels to hold me tight… that’ll keep me from slipping away…