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  1. Hey Ronnie Lane

Lyrics

Hey Ronnie Lane

I’m on my way home Boston town so far to go
A chill has set in since she told me to go
I wanna drink tonight
In some roadhouse bar
And maybe start a fight
Get me a honkytonk bleach blond scar
Hey Ronnie Lane what can you do 2x
I’m feeling low down no thanks to you
Hey Ronnie Lane what can you do

I’m sitting alone watching her through my jar
I’m wondering if I left the keys in my car
But tonight this stool is mine
Got a mind to go nowhere
And if they don’t like my looks
Well tonight then I just don’t care
Hey Ronnie Lane what can you do 2x
I’m feeling low down no thanks to you
Hey Ronnie Lane what can you do

The clock on the wall stopped counting pints long ago
I’m well past the brink I think I’ll have one more
People dancing slow as the steel guitar tells its tale
Somehow it seems correct
You know a Stetson hat never fails
Hey Ronnie Lane what can you do 2x
I’m feeling low down no thanks to you
Hey Ronnie Lane what can you do


I woke in my car pain running through my head
A coffee’d taste good I see a place up ahead
A reach for my keys, what do you think I found
A note addressed to me to me
Call Dixie if you’re ever in town
Hey Ronnie Lane what can you do 2x
I’m feeling low down no thanks to you
Hey Ronnie Lane what can you do