Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
THE FASTER HORSES
THE FASTER HORSES
Performer
Eli William Alger
Eli William Alger
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eli William Alger
Eli William Alger
Songwriter
Anthony Panagopoulos
Anthony Panagopoulos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Cole
Greg Cole
Producer

Lyrics

One Two
Come on in
Sit on down
In this honky tonk little hole in the wall
Everybody in this town
We call home
It's the place where the truckers hippies cowboys and the farmers go to drink
My granddad took me there since I was in my younger years
Well I used to get the chicken fingers
And now I drink the beer
There's dollars on the wall in that old barn where I grew up
They used to raise up sheep
Now they're raising up a cup
The neon's Faded glow reads built 1932
Well, they've been slinging beer since 86 and I'm sure glad that they do
Well, it honky tonks on Saturday nights
They like to pour em tall
So come on in
Sit on down
Put a dollar on the wall
It's time to go
We've shut her down
And Randy's had enough for everybody in this town
Oh we're good and gone
There ain't no doubt
Well Marsha's runnin' bar tonight and she says
Get the hell out
Come on boys
There's dollars on the wall in that old barn where I grew up
They used to raise up sheep
Now they're raising up a cup
The neon's faded glow reads built 1932
Well, they've been slinging beers since 86 and I'm sure glad that they do
Well it honky tonks on Saturday nights
They like to pour em tall
So come on In
Sit on down
Put a dollar On the wall
Guitar
Let them keys dance
Come on
Baritone
Saw that fiddle now son
Nice
It's changed hands a time or two
I tell you what
She's seen it all
Oh the stories this joint could tell if these Washingtons could talk
Oh there's dollars on the wall in that old barn where I grew up
They used to raise up sheep
Now they're raising up a cup
The neon's faded glow reads built 1932
Well they've been slinging brew since 86
Man I'm sure glad that they do
And it honky tonks on Saturday nights
They like to pour em tall
So come on In
Sit on down
Put a dollar on the wall
Come on in
Sign your name
Tack a dollar
On the wall
That's country music right there son
I don't care who you are
Damn
That tune goes out to Ozzie's old red barn down there in Melrose Iowa
Come on now
Written by: Anthony Panagopoulos, Eli William Alger
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