Lyrics Travis Tritt – Honky–Tonk History
Text:
Got these calouses
From all those nights
Spent playing a telecaster
Till my fingers bled budlight
I got this scar
In a beer bar brawl
Outside of Tuscalusa
Stitched it up in a bathroom stall
And I got this tattoo
In the back of a pool rooooom in east Tennessee
Oh, I got a long
Honky tonk history
See this solid gold
Watch change hands
Took it off a texas oil tycoon
In a backwoods poker came
Look at these holes
In my tailgate
Their from Suzy Johnson’s husband’s
Snubnose 38
Thank god he’s a bad shot
And I had that toolbox, between him and me
Right or wrong
That’s my honky tonk history
I love the smell of cigarette’s
And whiskey on a woman’s breath
The sound of outlaw music
Sets me free
Blame it on
My honky tonk historyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
And his daddy before him
And his daddy before him
I love the smell of cigarette’s
And whiskey on a woman’s breath
The sound of outlaw music
Sets me free
Right or wrong
Just carrying on
My honky tonk
Honky Tonnnnnnk Historyyyyyyyyyy
Yeahhhhhh
Whoooo Hoooo