It won't be long now, until that ol' sun gets down
and up the stairs i hide, my shameful tears
My wife works all night long, for a man who's halfway gone
she's a barmaid in the honky tonk downstairs
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and it's a shame she wears the name
of a man that's locked in chains
to a bottle that destroys her hopes and cares
To a man with hungry eye's, she works and hides her pride
she's a barmaid in the honky tonk downstairs