That jukebox is playing a honky tonk song
One more I keep saying and then I gotta go home
But what good will it do me I know what I'll find
An empty bottle of broken hearts and you're still on my mind
The people are laughing and having their fun
While I sit here crying over what you have done
To try and forget you, girl
You know I turn to the wine
An empty bottle of broken hearts 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 know I turn to the wine
An empty bottle of broken hearts and your still on my mind
An empty bottle of broken hearts and your still on my mind