A                               D
The jukebox is playing a honky tonk song
D                  E                    A
One more I keep saying and then I'll go home
A                                          D
What good would it do me, I know what I'll find
D  E                                                    A
An empty bottle of broken hearts and you're still on my mind

    A                               D
The people are laughing and having their fun
D                  E                  A
While I sit here crying over what you have done
A                                      D
My pockets are empty, my last drink of wine,
D  E                                                  A
An empty bottle of broken hearts and your still on my mind

    A                               D
Alone and forsaken, so blue I could die
D                  E                     A
I just sit here drinking till the bottle runs dry
A                                   D
To try and forget you I turn to the wine
D  E                                                  A
An empty bottle of broken hearts and your still on my mind