"High Plains Jamboree" lyrics

"High Plains Jamboree"

She was a honky-tonker
And he was a family man
Yeah, she showed him her gold teeth
When he'd hold her little hand
And they met out on the highway
At the Paradise Motel Lounge
On Saturday night when things weren't right
Between him and his wife in town

And they're just another couple on a high plains jamboree
Playing out them sad songs they understand
They're just another couple makin' jukebox memories
And walking into trouble hand in hand

Well now, she weren't no maid of cotton
And he weren't no hell-of-a-man
But they must have loved each other
Like only the lonely can
'Cause they slow danced through the neons
Like sorrow through a song
Then they carried the tune to the motel room
And they played it all night long

And they're just another couple on a high plains jamboree
Playing out them sad songs they understand
They're just another couple makin' jukebox memories
And walking into trouble hand in hand

I said walking into trouble hand in hand


Writer(s): Terry Allen
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