(alan jackson/randy travis)
This old bar stools feeling higher
As a started sinking lower
The minute that she waltzed right through that door
Not long ago I held her
Like a fool I went and left her
Now shes with somebody else out on that floor
And shes got the rhythm and I got the blues
And shes showing me how much I had to lose
With her every little move shes telling me Im over you
Shes got the rhythm and I got the blues
Well that musics gettin louder
As my heart keeps beatin faster
As she spells out regret in perfect time
Well I thought I wanted freedom
But that ball and chain I needed
cause when you choose, sometimes you lose the prize
And shes got the rhythm and I got the blues
And shes showing me how much I had to lose
With her every little move shes telling me Im over you
Shes got the rhythm and I got the blues
With her every little move shes telling me Im over you
Shes got the rhythm and I got the blues