#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Date: Sun, 15 Aug 2004 12:52:11 -0700 (PDT) From: marc beutler <wopabillymarc@yahoo.com> Subject: Honky Tonk Hardwood Floor Honky Tonk Hardwood Floor by Johnny Horton tabbed by Marc Beutler A Well the fiddles are squeakin' the guitars are D A speakin' the piano plays a jelly roll E The man on the drums is far from dumb and the bassman he plays from his soul. A The tables are quakin' and your nerves are shakin' D A but you keep on beggin' for more. You keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun E A on a honky tonk hardwood floor. Chorus: On a honky tonk hardwood floor, D A on a honky tonk hardwood floor, you keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun E A on a honky tonk hardwood floor There's a waitress handy but she don't sell candy and she don't sell soda pop There's a fat bartender who is there to serve ya if you really wanna blow your top If you got no money then there's a little honey she's the gal that you adore You keep'a havin' your fun, you lucky son of a gun on a honky tonk hardwood floor. Chorus You're payday's Saturday, you're broke on Sunday, by Monday you're feelin' sore You got two black eyes that you picked up from a little guy the night before So you swear off drinkin' but then you get to thinkin' 'bout the good times you had galore you keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun on a honky tonk hardwood floor. Chorus You keep'a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun On a honky tonk hardwood floor.