Honky Tonk Heroes Lyrics With Guitar Chords ( Waylon Jennings )

Honky Tonk Heroes is one of the most popular songs of the time. Honky Tonk Heroes lyrics written by Billy Joe Shaver.. This song has sung by Waylon Jennings.

Singer Waylon Jennings
Released 1973
Album Honky Tonk Heroes
Tuning E A D G B E

Honky Tonk Heroes Lyrics

Low down leaving sun
Done, did everything that needs done
Woe is me, why can’t I see?
I’d best be leaving well enough alone

Them neon light nights, couldn’t stay out of fights
Keep a-haunting me in memories
Well there’s one in every crowd for crying out loud
Why was it always turning out to be me?

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Where does it go? The good Lord only knows
Seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard-earned pay

Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren’t another other way to be
For lovable losers, no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me (hey, hey)Where does it go?

…………………………*……………………….

The good Lord only knows
Seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
Generally blowing all of my hard-earned pay

Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren’t another other way to be
For lovable losers and no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me

…………………………*……………………….

Where do it go? The good Lord only knows
And seemed like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables and hawking them tables
And generally blowing all of my hard-earned pay

Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren’t another other way to be
For them lovable losers and no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me, yeah

Guitar Chords


Low down leaving sun, I’ve done

Did everything that needs done

Woe is me, why can’t I see

I best be leaving well enough alone

Them neon light nights, couldn’t stay out of fights

Them keep a-haunting me in memories

There is one in every crowd, for crying out loud

Why was it always turning out be me

Where does it go, the good Lord only knows

It seems like it was just the other day

I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables

And generally blowing all my hard earned pay

Piano roll blues, danced holes in my shoes

There weren’t another other way to be

For loveable losers, no account boozers

And honky tonk heroes like me

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