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Trisha Yearwood >>
(w/George Jones)
(James Taylor)
IçŁ just a bartender
And I donçŁ like my work
But I donçŁ mind the money at all
I see lots of sad faces
And lots of bsd cases of
Folks with their backs to the wall
But I need four walls around me
To hold my life
To keep me from going astray
And a honky-tonk angel
To hold me tight
To keep me from slipping away
I can light up your smokes
I can laugh at your jokes
I can watch you fall down on your knees
I can close down this bar
I can gas up my car
I can pack up and mail in the key
But I need four walls around me
To hold my life
To keep me from going astray
And a honky-tonk angel
To hold me tight
To keep me from slipping away
Now the smoke fills the air
In this honky-tonk bar
And IçŁ thinking 碽out
Where IçŁ rather be
But I burned all my bridges
I sank all ships and
IçŁ stranded at the edge of the sea
But I need four walls around me
To hold my life
To keep me from going astray
And a honky-tonk angel
To hold me tight
To keep me from slipping away