The Honky Tonk Downstairs

It won't be long now, until that ol' sun gets down And up the stairs I hide, my shameful tears My wife works all night long, for a man who's halfway gone She's a barmaid in the honky tonk downstairs And it's a shame she wears the name Of a man that's locked in chains To a bottle that destroys her hopes and cares To a man with hungry eye's, she works and hides her pride She's a barmaid in the honky tonk downstairs