Stoned at the Jukebox
Just as long as I can keep
A lot a friends around me
Oh, it helps to keep a worried mind occupied
I do alright till dark of night surrounds me
Then I think of her and then I cry
Lord, there's a cold heart gone and
I'm stoned at the jukebox
Playin' I can't help it if I'm
Still in love with you
Cause that's the kind of songs it takes
To get all this ole hurtin' out
Lord, I love that hurtin' music
Cause I am hurtin', too
Lord knows, i been runnin' up and down
This ol' interstate 65
I loved in Nashville
Tennessee high falutin' woman I tried
Now I'm busted stone flat down in Springhill
I got nothin' but time and
The bottles to kill
Well, I never thought I could
Ever feel like that