Lone Star Hotel
Guy Clark
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A D The Lone Star Hotel Cafe isA nothing but a dive,D A and Florence Smith showed up thereE Lord, every day at fiveA Florence was a waitressD Have I mentioned that before?A Serving beer to strangers and toE A some she'd seen before [Verse]D Florence used to ride a littleG Bm D Apaloosa mare In the barrel race at the rodeo, sheA had that beehive hairD There's a picture of her on theG D wall, as you pay your checkContinúa después del anuncioG D Lord, didn't she look good back inA D nineteen fifty six? [Verse]A E A D I was loving Florence and sheA was ignoring meD A Florence had experience, it wasE the first time out for meA Lord, I tried to tell her, but theD A only words I foundD A Were "Give me greasy enchiladasE A and a beer to wash it down" [Verse]D Florence quit the Lone Star Hotel,G Bm D and never was seen again And me, I quit west Texas, and IA ain't been back since thenD A D G That was years ago, Lord, tooBm D many to recall?G D But I remember Florence and themA Bm D pictures on the wall [Verse]A D So here's to you west Texas, youA old rodeo queenD A How I miss your beer joints andE shuffle board machinesA D Here's to you west Texas, how IA miss the smellD A E Of greasy enchiladas, at the oldA Lone Star Hotel