Stoned At The Jukebox

Just as long as I can keep a lot a friends around me,

Oh, it helps to keep a worried mind occupied.

I do alright till dark of night surrounds me,

And then I think of her and then I cry.



Lord, there's a cold heart gone and I'm stoned at the jukebox,

Playin' I can't help it if I'm still in love with you.

Cause that's the kind of songs it takes to get all this ole hurtin' out,

Lord, I love that hurtin' music, cause I am hurtin', too.



Lord knows, I been runnin' up and down this ol' interstate 65,

I loved in Nashville, Tennessee high falutin' woman I tried,

Now I'm busted stone flat down in Springhill.

I got nothin' but time and the bottles to kill,

Well, I never thought I could ever feel like that.



But there's a cold heart gone and I'm stoned at the jukebox,

Playin' I can't help it if I'm still in love with you.

Cause that's the kind of songs it takes to get all that ole hurtin' out,

And Lord, I love that hurtin' music, cause I am hurtin', too.