Lyrics Mark Chesnutt – Somebody Save The Honky Tonks

I drove down to The Trap but the joint was closed
Lately they’ve been droppin’ like Dominos
All of my favorite waterin’ holes are dryin’ up
Tell me is it too much for a man to ask

Somebody save the honky tonks
The hard wood floor and the quarter jukebox
Where’s the workin’ man gonna go to get tore up
When the last one’s tore down
Somebody save the neon lights
And the cinderblock shacks crossed the county line
Everyday another piece of history’s lost
Somebody save the honky tonks.

Well, it’s enough to bring a tear to a blood shot eye
Not knowin’ where to go on a Friday night
To get down and get loud
And unwind from a hard day
Listen, we the people got a make a stand
Maybe write a letter to our congressman
Show some support for the drinkin’ man
We can’t wait, until it’s too late.

Somebody save the honky tonks
The hard wood floor and the quarter jukebox
Where’s the workin’ man gonna go to get tore up
When the last one’s tore down
Somebody Save the neon lights
And the cinderblock shacks crossed the county line

Why don’t they take that ol’ wreckin’ ball
To the uppity bars, down at the mall
All I’m askin, all I want
Somebody save the honky tonks.