Well i'm back again for another night
of trying to break free from the sadness i can't
lay to rest
this old honky-tonk sure does feel like home
and the music and the laughter seem to soothe my loneliness
(so) turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
from (the/her) memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
it helps me to forget her so the louder the better
hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
Now if a tear should fall if i should whisper her name
to some stranger i'm holdin' while we're dancin' to an old buck owen's song
i know she won't mind she won't even know
'cause she'll be dancing with a memory crying teardrops
her own
(so) turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
from (the/her) memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
it helps me to forget her so the louder the better
hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
(so) turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
from (the/her) memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
it helps me to forget her so the louder the better
hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose