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Honky Tonk Hardwood Floor
recorded by Johnny Horton
written by Tex Atchinson, Eddie Hazlewood, Harrell

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Well the fiddles are squeakin' the guitars are speaking
C G
The piano plays a jelly roll
C G
The man on the drums is far from dumb
A7 D7
And the bassman he plays from his soul

G
The tables are quakin' and your nerves are shakin'
C G
But you keep on beggin' for more
C G
You keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
D7 G
On a honky tonk hardwood floor


On a honky tonk hardwood floor
C G
On a honky tonk hardwood floor
C G
You keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
D7 G
On a honky tonk hardwood floor


There's a waitress handy but she don't sell candy
C G
And she don't sell soda pop
C G
There's a fat bartender who is there to serve ya
A7 D7
If you really wanna blow your top

G
If you got no money then there's a little honey
C G
She's the gal that you adore
C G
You keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
D7 G
On a honky tonk hardwood floor

repeat #3

You're payday's Saturday you're broke on Sunday
C G
By Monday you're feelin' sore
C G
You got two black eyes that you picked up
A7 D7
From a little guy the night before

G
So you swear off drinkin' but then you get to thinkin'
C G
'bout the good times you had galore
C G
you keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
D7 G
on a honky tonk hardwood floor

repeat #3

C G
You keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun
D7 G
On a honky tonk hardwood floor


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