Highplains Jamboree — текст песни (Terry Allen)

Ahhh
She was a honky tonker
An he was a family man
An she showed him her gold teeth
When he`d hold her little hand
An
They met out on the highway
At the Paradise Motel Lounge
On Saturday nights
When things weren`t right
Between him an his wife in town
An they`re just another couple
On a High Plains Jamboree
Playing out them sad songsеЌјhey understand
Yeah
Just another couple
Makin jukebox memories
An walking into troubleеЌ™and in hand
Well
She weren`t no maid of cotton
An he weren`t no hell-of-a-man
But they must have loved each other
Like only the lonely can
`Cause
They slow-danced through the neons
Like sorrow through a song
Then they carried the tune
To the motel room
An they played it all night long
(chorus)