George Strait - My old flame is burnin another honky tonk down

Just a o^Gne pump fillin' station Lord, and o^Cne old general st^Gore I found her in that w^Dide spot in the r^Goad And the b^Grightest lights she'd ever seen Were the h^Ceadlights on my p^Gickup 'Till she s^Gaw the lights b^Dehind those swinging d^Goors

And e^Cverywhere she goes She l^Geaves the jukebox s^Cmokin' Everyw^Ghere she's been There's ashes on the g^Dround

I see the g^Glow in the sky Through the t^Ceardrops in my e^Gyes My ^Cold flame's out ^Gburnin' Another h^Donky tonk ^Gdown

So c^Gountry, young and pretty She's never b^Ceen nowhere b^Gefore And I lost her beh^Dind those swinging d^Goors Now it's just ^Gme and my old pickup Making e^Cvery joint in t^Gown Because to^Gnight she's out somew^Dhere to burn one d^Gown

And e^Cverywhere she goes She l^Geaves the jukebox s^Cmokin' Everyw^Ghere she's been There's ashes on the g^Dround

I see the g^Glow in the sky Through the t^Ceardrops in my e^Gyes My ^Cold flame's out ^Gburnin' Another h^Donky tonk ^Gdown

My o^Cld flame's out b^Gurnin' Another h^Donky tonk d^Gown ^{G D G}