Johnny Horton - Honky tonk hardwood floor

^AThe fiddles're squeekin', the ^Am7guitars're speakin', the ^Dpiano plays a jelly-^Aroll. ^AThe man on the drum is ^Am7far from dumb and the ^Abassman plays from his ^Esoul^Dbm. ^{E A}The tables're quakin' and your nerves're shakin' but you ^Dkeep on beggin' for ^Amore. You keep a ^Dhavin' your fun, you lucky ^Am7son of a ^Bgun, on a ^Ehonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor.

^AOn a honky tonk hardwood floor, on a ^Dhonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor. You keep a ^Dhavin' your fun, you lucky ^Am7son of a ^Bgun, on a ^Ehonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor.

^AThere's a waitress handy and she don't sell candy and she ^Ddon't sell soda ^Apop. ^AAnd there's a fat bartender who's ^Am7there to ^Aserve you if you ^Freally want to ^Am7blow your ^Etop. ^AIf you got no money then there's a little honey she's a ^Dgal that you ^Aadore. ^ASo, keep a ^Dhavin' your fun you lucky ^Am7son of a ^Bgun on a ^Ehonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor.

^AOn a honky tonk hardwood floor, on a ^Dhonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor. You keep a ^Dhavin' your fun, you lucky ^Am7son of a ^Bgun, on a ^Ehonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor.

^APayday's Saturday, you're broke on ^Am7Sunday, on ^DMonday you're feelin' ^Asore. ^AYou got two black eyes that you picked up from a ^Blittle guy the night ^Ebefore. So, you ^Aswear off to drinkin' but when you get to thinkin' 'bout the ^Dgood times you had, oh, ^ALord. So, keep a ^Dhavin' your fun you, lucky ^Am7son of a ^Bgun, on a ^Ehonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor.

^AOn a honky tonk hardwood floor, on a ^Dhonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor. You keep a ^Dhavin' your fun, you lucky ^Am7son of a ^Bgun, on a ^Ehonky tonk hardwood ^Afloor.