[Verse 1] After three good years together, we had our first big fight So she went to her mothers' and I went for a drive Down an old familiar highway, just a few miles out of town To that rundown one-room tavern that used to be my stomping ground [Verse 2] Well I pulled in the driveway, you know it all still looked the same And I couldn't wait to down a few and hear that jukebox ring But as I walked in through the doorway, there stood some kind of Maitre D' Well he looked me up and he looked me down, said "May I help you please?" and I said [Chorus] What'd you do with those swinging doors Where's the sawdust on the floor Why's everybody wearing suits and ties From where I stand I can't believe my eyes And whose idea what it to hang these ferns This brand new bar don't have a single burn I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong I need a jukebox with a country song [Verse 3] Well I look back to the corner where the jukebox once stood proud Some fool was playing records, too fast, too long and too loud And it must have been a big mistake to try to speak my mind So as they were asking me to leave, I cried out one more time [Chorus] What'd you do with those swinging doors And where's the sawdust on the floor Why's everybody wearing suits and ties From where I stand I can't believe my eyes And whose idea what it to hang these ferns This brand new bar don't have a single burn I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong I need a jukebox with a country song [Tag] I guess I don't belong Without a jukebox and a country song