Lyrics

Heavy is the head that wears the crown Ah, but heavier I found the notion to put it down I been playin' in their honky-tonks and bars But the babbling of the crowd has lost its charm Well, they dress up in their finest western clothes Yeah, and where they get it from, nobody knows And the guitar sounds are howlin' high and loud That old pedal steel comes driftin' like a cloud Ain't it funny how their jewelry turns to rust And the songs they play are covered up in dust? If you're lookin' for a dance, you'll find it there In the Golden Crystal Kingdom on the square I been drownin' out the bad thoughts in my mind I've been looking for a home that I just can't find And the devil's always sparklin' in the light And it shines into my face until I'm blind I tried to leave, but I could not find the door Yeah, and I don't wanna play this stage no more I wish I was back in my Texas home I'd rather sing this song at the Country Store Ain't it funny how their jewelry turns to rust And the songs they play are covered up in dust? If you're lookin' for a dance, you'll find it there In the Golden Crystal Kingdom on the square
Writer(s): Vincent Neil Emerson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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