Honkytonk Man chords - Johnny Horton

Johnny Horton Lyrics





Honkytonk Man
Johnny Horton
(J. Hausey, T. Franks, J. Horton) 
Johnny Horton's Greatest Hits

transcribed by Awcantor@aol.com

I'm a honkytonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone
Hollerin, "Hey-hey, mama can your daddy come home?"

I'm livin' fast an'  a-dangerously
But I've got plenty of company
When the moon comes up and the sun goes down
That's when I wanna see the lights of town

'Cause I'm a honkytonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone
Hollerin', "Hey-hey, mama can your daddy come home?"



I'm a honkytonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone
Hollerin', "Hey-hey, mama can your daddy come home?"

It takes a pretty little gal and a jug of wine
That's what it takes to make a honkytonk, mine
With the juke box a-moanin', a honkytonk sound
That's when I wanna lay my money down

'Cause I'm a honkytonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone
Hollerin', "Hey-hey, mama can your daddy come home?"


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Honkytonk Man
Johnny Horton
(J. Hausey, T. Franks, J. Horton) 
Johnny Horton's Greatest Hits

transcribed by Awcantor@aol.com

I'm a honkytonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone
Hollerin, "Hey-hey, mama can your daddy come home?"

I'm livin' fast an'  a-dangerously
But I've got plenty of company
When the moon comes up and the sun goes down
That's when I wanna see the lights of town

'Cause I'm a honkytonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone
Hollerin', "Hey-hey, mama can your daddy come home?"



I'm a honkytonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone
Hollerin', "Hey-hey, mama can your daddy come home?"

It takes a pretty little gal and a jug of wine
That's what it takes to make a honkytonk, mine
With the juke box a-moanin', a honkytonk sound
That's when I wanna lay my money down

'Cause I'm a honkytonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone
Hollerin', "Hey-hey, mama can your daddy come home?"


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