*** lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
You'll never make a wife to a home-loving man
A home and little children mean nothing to you
A house filled with love and a husband so true
You'd rather have a drink with the first guy you meet
Than the only home you know is the club down the street
*** lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
Is the only kind of life that you'll ever understand
*** lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
You'll never make a wife to a home-loving man
Oh, hear those fiddles now
Dancing and drinking to a honky-tonk band
Is the only kind of life that you'll ever understand
Go on and have your fun, you think you played it smart
And I'm sorry for you and your honky-tonk heart
*** lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
Is the only kind of life that you'll ever understand
*** lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
You'll never make a wife to a home-loving man
You'll never make a wife to a home-loving man
Oh, thank you very much