| The river sings a sad love song
|
| And the rain outside just sings along
|
| And we all dance for the lonely
|
| Well over that hill, sun’s waitin' for me
|
| Up in Johnson City, Tennessee
|
| We got a show tomorrow in Nashville
|
| So I tried to call you on my telephone
|
| But your answerin' machine told me you ain’t home
|
| Baby girl, when you gonna realize
|
| That you can’t wash away all your pain
|
| With your dirty wine and cheap champagne?
|
| You’re just dancing for the lonely
|
| And goddamn this city
|
| To hell with the cold dark nights
|
| And my god you look so pretty
|
| Under those city lights
|
| And every town and every place
|
| There’s a blue eyed story with a pretty face
|
| Just achin' for a little attention
|
| She’s a hometown girl alone at the bar
|
| She tried to get out but she didn’t get far
|
| Now she’s stuck here for a lifetime
|
| Aw but when she puts on that dancin' dress
|
| Lips are blood red and her hair’s a mess
|
| And she’s ready to fall in love tonight
|
| Aw but after a few, they all look the same
|
| And I don’t even think that he asked her name
|
| She’s just another notch on the bedpost
|
| And goddamn this city
|
| To hell with the cold dark night
|
| And to think that she looked so pretty
|
| Under those city lights
|
| And what part of this have we not been through?
|
| What good is some money if I ain’t got you?
|
| Just know in your heart that I miss you
|
| Well I hate to cut it short, but babe I’ve gotta go
|
| The boys are headed up to Ohio
|
| How I wish it was Carolina
|
| And goddamn this city
|
| To hell with the cold dark nights
|
| And my god you look so pretty
|
| Under those city lights
|
| And my god you look so pretty
|
| Under those city lights |