Jerrod Niemann - Honky Tonk Fever Lyrics
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Honky Tonk Fever
Honky Tonk Fever Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Honky Tonk Fever By Jerrod Niemann?
Small town dreamer
A full-time piece of work At least that's what my daddy says I guess that's what you get When your boy's born with That honky tonk fever Hey jukebox play me the cure I'll feed you quarters if you feed my soul Somewhere between Americana and rock and roll I could lose a day or two with the hippies out west Or my Cajuns in the bayou A sunset on Mobile With something funny in the air We're sipping shine from Carolina stills And It'd be gone again, oh well At least I could pretend my sail Ain't stuck in the wind And this honky tonk fever would end Country people and those down-home material girls The kind you bring home to mama Hot as Hollywood without the drama Gimme, Gimme that honky tonk fever Hey, little lady, tonight you're the cure That is if you wanna be It's going down like the whisky in Tennessee I could lose a day or two hiding out in Texas Anywhere the cowgirls do Sunrise on Nashville, another music city rally In the valley of the fiddle and steel And It'd be gone again, oh well At least I could pretend my sail Ain't stuck out in the wind And this honky tonk fever would end Lord, I got that Honky tonk fever, Hey, bartender pour me the court I'll buy a round if you got 'em The cure for the honky tonk fever Is at the bottom |
Who Wrote Honky Tonk Fever By Jerrod Niemann?
Jerrod Niemann
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What's The Duration Of The Honky Tonk Fever By Jerrod Niemann?The duration of Honky Tonk Fever is 3:25 minutes and seconds. |
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