After three good years together
We had our first big fight
So she went to her mother's
And I went for a ride
Down an old familiar highway
Just a few miles out of town
To that rundown one-room tavern
That used to be my stomping grounds

When I pulled in the driveway
Well it all still looked the same
I couldn't wait to down a few
And hear that jukebox play
Well I walked into the doorway
And there stood some kind of Matre D'
He looked me up, and he looked me down and said
May I help you please?

And I said...
-CHORUS-
What'd you do with those swinging doors
Where's the sawdust on the floor
Why's everybody wearing suits and ties
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
And who's idea was it to hang them spurs
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
I need a jukebox with a country song

Well I looked in the corner
Where the jukebox once stood proud
Some fool was playing records
Too fast, too long, and too loud
And it must have been a big mistake
To try to speak my mind
So as they were asking me to leave
I cried out one more time

-Repeat CHORUS-
I guess I don't belong
Without a jukebox with a country song

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