Too Many Nights In A Road House

Too many nights in a roadhouse

Too much wine, women and song

Too many days on the highway

Then I run around all night long

Take a good look in the mirror

In the cold, gray light at dawn

Too many nights in the old roadhouse

Run a little good boy wrong

Runnin' with my buddies on the wild side

Caused me a run of bad luck

Out all night with the roadhouse crowd

Now I'm down to my last two bucks

Pushin' way too hard, tryin' to live too fast

Puttin' too many wrinkles on

Too many nights in the old roadhouse

Run a little good boy wrong.

It was some kind of life I was livin'

And it wasn't too hard to tell

That the blues csme around when the sun went down

And my days didn't fare too well

I sure did want a taste of the good life

Til the good times came long

Too many nights in a roadhouse

Run a little good boy wrong.

Too many nights in a roadhouse

Too much wine, women and song

Too many days on the highway

Then I run around all night long

Take a good look in the mirror

In the cold, gray light at dawn

Too many nights in a roadhouse,

Run a little good boy wrong.

Too many nights in a roadhouse