Well, I′m a honky-tonk man
And I can't seem to stop
Yeah, I love to give the girls a whirl
To the music of an old jukebox
But when my money′s all gone
I'm on the telephone
A-hollering, "Hey, hey mama
Can your daddy come home?"
Yeah, just a pretty little gal and a jug of wine
That's what it takes to make a honky-tonk mind
A jukebox a-moanin′ a honky-tonk sound
That′s when I wanna lay my money down
'Cause I′m a honky-tonk man
And I can't seem to stop
Yeah, I love to give the girls a whirl
To the music of an old jukebox
But when my money′s all gone
I'm on the telephone
A-hollering, "Hey, hey mama
Can your daddy come home?"
Well, I′m a-livin' fast and dangerously
But I got plenty of company
When the moon comes up and the sun goes down
That's when I wanna see the lights in town
′Cause I′m a honky-tonk man
And I can't seem to stop
Yeah, I love to give the girls a whirl
To the music of an old jukebox
But when my money′s all gone
I'm on the telephone
A-hollering, "Hey, hey mama
Can your daddy come home?"
Writer(s): Johnny Horton, Howard Hausey, Tillman Franks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
