Neon Town - Gord Bamford/Dallas Alexander
Lyrics by：Buddy Owens/Monty Holmes/Kinsey Rose
Composed by：Buddy Owens/Monty Holmes/Kinsey Rose
We got a pocket full of tip jar cash and a poundin' head
We just cracked a second breakfast beer and it don't taste bad
We got my shades on in the house 'cause our future looks so damn bright
We'll be the toast of the crowd down in neon town tonight
Yeah we're a honkytonk slinger
A haggard dead ringers
When we're singing 'bout them swinging doors
Congregatin' with our people
In a church with no steeple
Tell me who could ask for more
Well we may not be on the big marquis
Headlinin' with our name in lights
But we're the toast of the crowd
Down neon town tonight
We ain't paid for a beer in here since God knows when
And we'll take your requests all night if you write it on a ten
They're linin' up now to listen from 10 o'clock till closing time
Yeah we're the toast of the crowd down in neon town tonight
Yeah we're a honkytonk slinger
A haggard dead ringers
When we're singing 'bout them swinging doors
Congregatin' with our people
In a church with no steeple
Tell me who could ask for more
Well we may not be on the big marquis
Headlinin' with our name in lights
But we're the toast of the crowd
Down neon town tonight
Yeah we're the toast of the crowd
Down neon town tonight
