Roger Creager
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IĄŻve never heard a more beautiful sound
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Than a jukebox by the wall
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And this room is full of pretty women
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But I donĄŻt feel like dancing at all
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IĄŻve got a beer in my left hand
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And Tequila in front of me
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A couple of dollars in change
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For the jukebox to set me free
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And tonight I'm going to sit here
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On this barstool
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IĄŻll lock the world outside the swinginĄŻ door
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IĄŻll toast everyone whoĄŻs ever had a heartache
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IĄŻll buy myself a round
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And drink one more
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Oh donĄŻt even try to talk about work this morning
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ThereĄŻs no way in the world IĄŻll be on time
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Because I'm too busy slowing down my thinking
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Until the thought of you
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Can barely walk through my mind
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I know these good old boys
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Can see that I get home tonight
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I'm not even sure that I could find the way
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Because if home is really where the heart is
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Tonight IĄŻll find another place to stay
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So tonight I'm going to sit here
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On this barstool
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IĄŻll lock the world outside the swinginĄŻ door
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IĄŻll toast everyone whoĄŻs ever had a heartache
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IĄŻll buy myself a round
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And drink one more
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Oh donĄŻt even try to talk about work this morning
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ThereĄŻs no way in the world IĄŻll be on time
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Because I'm too busy slowing down my thinking
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Until the thought of you
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Can barely walk through my mind
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Until the Thought of You
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| Roger Creager |
