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The jukebox is playing a honky tonk song

One more I keep saying and then I'll go home

What good would it do me, I know what I'll find

An empty bottle, a broken heart and you're still on my mind

The people are dancing and having their fun

While I sit here crying over what you have done

My pockets are empty, my last drink of wine,

An empty bottle, a broken heart and your still on my mind

Alone and forsaken, so blue I could die

I just sit here drinking till the bottle runs dry

To try and forget you I turn to the wine

An empty bottle, broken heart and your still on my mind