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Jukebox and a Country Song (Re-Recorded)

๐Ÿ‘ค Doug Stone โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ I'd Be Better off in a Pine Box โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:28
๐ŸŽต 1545 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:28 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 30343051

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Well 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 rundown one-room tavern
That used to be my stomping ground
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
But as I walked through the doorway
There stood some kind of matron day
Well he looked me up and he looked me down
And said, "Sir, may I help you please?"
And I said

What'd you do with those swinging doors?
And where's the sawdust on the floor?
Why's everybody wearing suits and ties?
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
And whose idea was it to hang these ferns?
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
Well I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
I need a jukebox with a country song

Well I look back to the corner
Where the jukebox once stood proud
And some clown was playing records
Well too fast, too long and too loud
And it must have been a big mistake
To try and speak my mind
So as they were asking me to leave
Well I cried out one more time

What'd you do with those swinging doors?
And where's the sawdust on the floor?
Why's everybody wearing suits and ties?
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
And whose idea was it to hang these ferns?
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
Well 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 and a country song

Yeah, that's right

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:10.75] Well after three good years together
[00:15.08] We had our first big fight
[00:19.53] So she went to her mother's
[00:23.79] And I went for a drive
[00:28.15] Down an old familiar highway
[00:32.46] Just a few miles out of town
[00:36.42] To that rundown one-room tavern
[00:40.78] That used to be my stomping ground
[00:45.97] I pulled in the driveway
[00:49.49] You know it all still looked the same
[00:54.21] And I couldn't wait to down a few
[00:58.50] And hear that jukebox ring
[01:02.32] But as I walked through the doorway
[01:06.59] There stood some kind of matron day
[01:11.16] Well he looked me up and he looked me down
[01:14.92] And said, "Sir, may I help you please?"
[01:18.84] And I said
[01:20.55] What'd you do with those swinging doors?
[01:24.80] And where's the sawdust on the floor?
[01:29.11] Why's everybody wearing suits and ties?
[01:33.44] From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
[01:37.70] And whose idea was it to hang these ferns?
[01:42.04] This brand new bar don't have a single burn
[01:46.12] Well I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
[01:50.67] I need a jukebox with a country song
[01:56.99]
[02:00.81] Well I look back to the corner
[02:04.63] Where the jukebox once stood proud
[02:08.82] And some clown was playing records
[02:13.13] Well too fast, too long and too loud
[02:17.91] And it must have been a big mistake
[02:22.14] To try and speak my mind
[02:26.08] So as they were asking me to leave
[02:30.70] Well I cried out one more time
[02:35.69] What'd you do with those swinging doors?
[02:40.08] And where's the sawdust on the floor?
[02:44.35] Why's everybody wearing suits and ties?
[02:48.64] From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
[02:52.99] And whose idea was it to hang these ferns?
[02:57.24] This brand new bar don't have a single burn
[03:01.31] Well I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
[03:05.89] I need a jukebox with a country song
[03:10.25] I guess I don't belong
[03:13.32] Without a jukebox and a country song
[03:19.72] Yeah, that's right
[03:27.60]

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