A Jukebox with a Country Song (Re-Recorded)

A Jukebox And A Country Song - Doug Stone

After three good years together

We had our first big fight

So she went to her mother's

And I went for a drive

Down an old familiar highway

Just a few miles out of town

To that run-down one-room tavern

That used to be my stomping ground

Well I pulled in the driveway

You know it all still looked the same

And I couldn't wait to down a few

And hear that jukebox ring

Now as I walked in through the doorway

There stood some kind of natral dee

He looked me up

And he looked me down

Said sir May I help you please

What'd you do with the swinging doors

Where's the sawdust on the floor

Why's everybody wearing

Suits and ties from western

I can't believe my eyes

And whose idea was it to hang these spurs

This brand new bar don't have a sink or fur

I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong

I need a jukebox with a country song

Well I looked back to the corner

Where the jukebox once stood proud

Some clown was playing record

Too fast too long and too loud

And this must has been a big mistake

To try and speak my mind

So they were asking me to leave

I cried out one more time

What'd you do with the swinging doors

Where's the sawdust on the floor

Why's everybody wearing

Suits and ties from western

I can't believe my eyes

And whose idea was it to hang these spurs

This brand new bar don't have a sink or fur

I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong

I need a jukebox with a country song

I guess I don't belong without a jukebox

With a country song