[Verse 1]
If there weren’t so many songs bout a jukebox
I’d sing a new song most every day
No waltzes about him leavin’ oh the melodies they’d come freely
If there weren’t so many songs about a jukebox
And if there weren’t so many songs bout the bottle
Or the million ways I could drink him off my mind
I’d be bonafide and happy, straight laced and all but dry
if there weren’t so many songs about the bottle
[Chorus]
Oh, and everything’s been said about the ways my heart’s breaking
And honky tonks were made for fools like me
Oh and I have no plans to change the ways I been living
It might be different if there weren’t so many songs bout a jukebox
[Verse 2]
If there weren’t so many songs bout a barroom
Bout the place I go to ease my wounded pride
No barmaid would no my name, I’d find other ways to kill the pain
If there weren’t so many songs bout a barroom
If there weren’t so many songs about a jukebox
If there weren’t so many bottles on that shelf
If they’re weren’t so many barrooms with barstool left wide open
I might learn to keep this heartache to myself
[Chorus]
Oh, but everything’s been said about the ways my heart’s breaking
And honky tonks were made for fools like me
Oh and I have no plans to change the ways I been living
It might be different if there weren’t so many songs about a jukebox
I might be different if there weren’t so many songs about a jukebox
