A                               D
The jukebox is playing a honky tonk song
                  E                    A
One more I keep saying and then I'll go home
                                         D
What good would it do me, I know what I'll find
  E                                                    A
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