Well, It Won't Be Long Now
Until 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 A 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 Destroyed All Hopes And Cares
To The Men With Hungry Eyes
She Works And Hides Her Pride
She's A Barmaid In The Honky Tonk Downstairs