High Plains Jamboree — текст песни (Robert Earl Keen)

Terry Allen

She was a honkytonker and he was a family man
And she showed him her gold teeth when he`d hold her little hand
And they met out on the highway at the Paradise Motel lounge
On Saturday nights when things weren`t right between him and his wife in town

Chorus:
They`re just another couple on a high plains jamboree
Playin` out those sad songs they understand
Just another couple makin` juke box memories
Walkin` into troubles hand in hand

She weren`t no maid of cotton and he weren`t no hell of a man
So they must have loved each other like only the lonely can
�Cause they slow-danced through the neon like a sorrow through a song
Then they carried the tune to the motel room and they played it all night long

(Repeat Chorus)