Lyrics

well, it won't be long now, til that 'ol sun goes down, and darkness helps me hide my shameful tears. my wife works all night long, for a man who's halfway gone, she's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs. it's a shame she wears the name, of a man who's locked and chained, to a bottle that's destroyin' all hopes and cares. to the men with hungry eyes, she works and hides her pride, she's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs.

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Artist: strait, george