In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else`s songs when yours are through
I got good Kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
`Til some button pushin` cowboy plays that lovesong
And here I am just missing you again
Chorus:
Please mr. please, don`t play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it`s over
Please mr. please, if you know what I mean
I don`t ever wanna hear that song again
If I had a dime for every time I held you
Though you`re far away, you`ve been so close to me
I could swear I`d be the richest girl in Nashville
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
But I guess I`d better get myself together
`Cos when you left, you didn`t leave too much behind
Just a note that said I`m sorry, by your picture
And a song that`s weighing heavy on my mind
(chorus)
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