Red Steagall - Walls of this old honky tonk

^CIf everything that goes on in this ^Fplace was ever known Well ^G7I hope I'm in Alaska just a ^Flittle southeast of ^CNome

^CCause the one I love would snap my neck ^Fjust like a piece of chalk If the ^G7walls in this old Honky Tonk ever learned to ^Ctalk

^CThey're watching ^Fme cheat on ^Cyou ^CThey hear everything I say they see everything I ^G7do

You could ^Cbury me beneath these hardwood ^Ffloors where losers walk If the ^G7walls in this old Honky Tonk ever learned to ^Ctalk

^CThey know every time I've called and ^Fsaid I'm working late They ^G7know enough to turn my baby's ^Flove right into ^Chate

^CIt scares me half to death to think ^Fhow gone my baby'd be If the ^G7walls in this old Honky Tonk could ever tell on ^Cme

^CThey're watching ^Fme cheat on ^Cyou ^CThey hear everything I say they see everything I ^G7do

You could ^Cbury me beneath these hardwood ^Ffloors where losers walk If the ^G7walls in this old Honky Tonk ever learned to ^Ctalk

If the ^G7walls in this old Honky Tonk ever learned to ^Ctalk