Early afternoon when the sun goes down
the cowboys saddle up and ride to town
to a run down bar outside of Marfa
It was a honky-tonk heaven yeah I shouted from above
At the best lookin' hookers next to lonesome dove
Check your guns at the door, I wanna see ole Marla
Where the beer bottles bust on the hardwood floors
And the cowboys ride through the swinging doors
Blood on the kuckles of a fighting man
Cause I caught me the devil, another crooked hand
It was a lonesome lady on a Friday night
With the fishnet stockings comin' to her thigh
It's a wild- a** bar fight, get down hoe down
Howlin' at the moon, Wishbone Saloon
The cowboys whistle as the barmaid pours
A triple shot of whiskey for the girls on the floor
Now they're dancin' on the bar, all up in the air
And the jukebox jumps through a smoke ring singing
a Bob Wills tune to the cowboys saying
hey barmaid honey, bring us another round.
Where the beer bottles bust on the hardwood floors
And the cowboys ride through the swinging doors
Blood on the kuckles of a fighting man
Cause I caught me the devil, another crooked hand
It's ealry in the mornin' better get to going
Rooster's crowin', got work to do
The barbwire's down and the cows are gettin' out
Gotta catch em fast, before the boss finds out
Where the beer bottles bust on the hardwood floors
And the cowboys ride through the swinging doors
Blood on the kuckles of a fighting man
Cause I caught me the devil, another crooked hand
the cowboys saddle up and ride to town
to a run down bar outside of Marfa
It was a honky-tonk heaven yeah I shouted from above
At the best lookin' hookers next to lonesome dove
Check your guns at the door, I wanna see ole Marla
Where the beer bottles bust on the hardwood floors
And the cowboys ride through the swinging doors
Blood on the kuckles of a fighting man
Cause I caught me the devil, another crooked hand
It was a lonesome lady on a Friday night
With the fishnet stockings comin' to her thigh
It's a wild- a** bar fight, get down hoe down
Howlin' at the moon, Wishbone Saloon
The cowboys whistle as the barmaid pours
A triple shot of whiskey for the girls on the floor
Now they're dancin' on the bar, all up in the air
And the jukebox jumps through a smoke ring singing
a Bob Wills tune to the cowboys saying
hey barmaid honey, bring us another round.
Where the beer bottles bust on the hardwood floors
And the cowboys ride through the swinging doors
Blood on the kuckles of a fighting man
Cause I caught me the devil, another crooked hand
It's ealry in the mornin' better get to going
Rooster's crowin', got work to do
The barbwire's down and the cows are gettin' out
Gotta catch em fast, before the boss finds out
Where the beer bottles bust on the hardwood floors
And the cowboys ride through the swinging doors
Blood on the kuckles of a fighting man
Cause I caught me the devil, another crooked hand