Lyrics Jerrod Niemann

Jerrod Niemann

Honky Tonk Fever

Small town dreamer

A full-time piece of work

At least that's what my daddy says

I guess that's what you get

When your boy's born with

That honky tonk fever

Hey jukebox play me the cure

I'll feed you quarters if you feed my soul

Somewhere between Americana and rock and roll

I could lose a day or two with the hippies out west

Or my Cajuns in the bayou

A sunset on Mobile

With something funny in the air

We're sipping shine from Carolina stills

And It'd be gone again, oh well

At least I could pretend my sail

Ain't stuck in the wind

And this honky tonk fever would end

Country people and those down-home material girls

The kind you bring home to mama

Hot as Hollywood without the drama

Gimme, Gimme that honky tonk fever

Hey, little lady, tonight you're the cure

That is if you wanna be

It's going down like the whisky in Tennessee

I could lose a day or two hiding out in Texas

Anywhere the cowgirls do

Sunrise on Nashville, another music city rally

In the valley of the fiddle and steel

And It'd be gone again, oh well

At least I could pretend my sail

Ain't stuck out in the wind

And this honky tonk fever would end

Lord, I got that

Honky tonk fever,

Hey, bartender pour me the court

I'll buy a round if you got 'em

The cure for the honky tonk fever

Is at the bottom