Luke McDaniel

The jukebox is playin' a honky-tonk song.
"One more", I keep sayin', "and then I'll go home."
What good will it do me, I know what I'll find:
An empty bottle, a broken heart, and you're still on my mind.

The people are dancin' and havin' their fun,
And I sit here thinkin' about what you have done.
To try and forget you, I've turned to the wine.
An empty bottle, a broken heart, and you're still on my mind.

Alone and forsaken, so blue I could cry,
I just sit here drinkin' till the bottle runs dry.:
What good will it do me, I know what I'll find
An empty bottle, a broken heart, and you're still on my mind.
An empty bottle, a broken heart, and you're still on my mind.