(James Taylor) George Jones & Trisha Yearwood T: I'm just a bartender and I don't like my work But I don't mind the money at all I see lots of sad faces and lots of bad cases Of folks with their backs to the wall B: But I need four walls around me to hold my life To keep me from going astray And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight To keep me from slipping away G: I can light up your smokes, I can laugh at your jokes I can watch you fall down on your knees I can close down this bar, I can gas up my old car I can pack up and mail in the key B: But I need four walls around me to hold my life To keep me from going astray And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight To keep me from slipping away T: Now the smoke fills the air in this honky-tonk bar And I'm thinking 'bout where I'd rather be G: But I burned all my bridges and I sank all ships now I'm stranded at the edge of the sea B: But I need four walls around me to hold my life To keep me from going astray And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight To keep me from slipping away...