I drove down to the trap
But the joint was closed
Lately they've been droppin like dominoes
All my favorite watering holes
Are dryin' up

Tell me is it too much for a man to ask
To hear Haggard and Jones sing C.C. Waterback
With the lights so low a - tramp will cost you one buck, enough's enough

Somebody save the honky tonks
The hardwood floor and the quarter jukebox
Where's a workin' man gonna go to get tore up
When the last one's tore down

Somebody save the neon lights
And the cinderblock shacks cross the county line
Every day another piece of history's lost
Somebody save the honky tonks

It's enough to bring a tear to a bloodshot eye
Not knowin where to go on Friday night
To get down and get loud
And unwind from a hard day

Well listen,
We the people got a make a stand
Maybe write a letter to our congressman
Show some support for the drinkin' man
We can't wait until it's too late

Somebody save the honkytonks
The hardfloor and the quarter jukebox
Where's a workin' man gonna go to get tore up
When the last one's tore down

Somebody save the neon lights
And the cinderblock shacks cross the county line
Every day another piece of history's lost
Somebody save the honky tonks

Why don't they take that old wreckin ball
To the upend bars down at the mall
All I'm askin' and I want
Somebody save the honky tonks

Writer : BOB REGAN, JIMMY RITCHEY
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC