honky tonk fever
jerrod niemann
a full-time piece of work
at least that's what my daddy says
i guess that's what you get
when your boy's born with
hey jukebox play me the cure
i'll feed you quarters if you feed my soul
somewhere between americana and rock and roll
i could lose a day or two with the hippies out west
or my cajuns in the bayou
with something funny in the air
we're sipping shine from carolina stills
at least i could pretend my sail
and this honky tonk fever would end
country people and those down-home material girls
the kind you bring home to mama
hot as hollywood without the drama
gimme that honky tonk fever
it's going down like the whiskey in tennessee
i could lose a day or two hiding out in texas
in the valley of the fiddle and steel
at least i could pretend my sail
ain't stuck out in the wind
and this honky tonk fever would end
bartender pour me the court
i'll buy a round if you got 'em
the cure for the honky tonk fever