
Date of issue: 27.08.2020
Song language: English
Houlihans at the Holiday Inn |
One month on the road will leave you wondering |
How any man could ever want for more |
But three months on the road will leave you stumbling |
Falling through another hotel door |
Throwing houlihans at the Holiday Inn |
Haven’t put boot heel to belly since can’t remember when |
And I’ll sing you all the songs of my working cowboy kin |
Then it’s back to throwing houlihans at the Holiday Inn |
Highwayside grazing herd of cattle |
Folks 'round here pulled in a decent yield |
A view best taken in from the saddle |
I’m staring through this dirty, cracked windshield |
Throwing houlihans at the Holiday Inn |
Haven’t put boot heel to belly since can’t remember when |
And I’ll sing you all the songs of my working cowboy kin |
Then it’s back to throwing houlihans at the Holiday Inn |
If I’m paid well, a tale I’ll tell and sing |
And I seldom pay a cent for my drinks |
Folks in here tonight they think I’m a king |
I’d trade it all for a double rigged saddle and good pair of chinks |
Throwing houlihans at the Holiday Inn |
Haven’t put boot heel to belly since can’t remember when |
And I’ll sing you all the songs of my working cowboy kin |
Then it’s back to throwing houlihans at the Holiday Inn |
Then it’s back to throwing houlihans at the Holiday Inn |