John Anderson - Bar Room Country lyrics

There's a job in honky tonk on the county line I go to lose my sanity Ain't no trouble at all, there's a sign on the wall No guns, no profanity And there's sweet Sue with a new tattoo Wearin' them low cut jeans Long legged babo is dancin' on the table Slams like the poker machine Here comes Billy, comin' down from the hill Drivin' in a Coupe Deville, we're in bar room country Bar room country, get in line Bar room country, leave your troubles behind Bar room country, come in and get right Every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country So if you find yourself out on the town With a whole lotta nothin' to do They got a band with a fiddle and a steel guitar That plays 'til the quarter past two You can sure get loud in a honky tonk crowd And nobody seems to care And if you get lucky you might find somethin' You can't find anywhere Everyone's invited, family and friends Y'all get out and come on in the bar room country Bar room country, get in line Bar room country, leave your troubles behind Bar room country, come in and get right Every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country Bar room country, come in and get right God, every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country