Lost Highway Saloon

Intro chords:
D  F#m  D  F#m


     D                             
On a dark, deserted highway in the 
F#m
southwest Texas hills
G                                 
I grew tired of the journey and 
  A
the rollin' of the wheels
     D                         
So I pulled off to the roadside 
         F#m
there beneath the midnight moon
   G                               
By flashing neon remnants that read
     A              D
 The Lost Highway Saloon
           D                       
I walked into the rundown ruins 
      F#m
time had left around the bend
   G                         A
An old man in a worn out hat smiled 
and said come in
            D                    
I dropped a nickel in the jukebox 
           F#m
while the old man drew my beer
      G                         
And I let the sound of the music 
           A                  D
drown the road noise from my ears


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Chorus 1:
     Bm              F#m          
Hank Williams sang a sad one as I 
G              D      D/C#
sat back down again
       Bm      Bm/A    G     
Then I heard a host of other 
G/F#    Em             A
ghostly voices joining in
            Bm               F#m  
There's was Ernest, Webb and Lefty
       G            D
 in an old familiar tune
        Bm     Bm/A    G   G/F# 
Playin' on the haunted jukebox 
      Em       A     D
at the Lost Highway Saloon


There were people all around me 
where there was no one before
And the clicking of their boot heels
 rambled thru the old dance floor
The room was filled with laughter, 
Bob Wills fiddle played
Tommy Duncan sang and the Texas 
Playboys played the night away


Chorus 2:
I listened to the songs I knew and a
 few I'd never heard
As my heroes sang for me that night,
 I hung on every word
I could smell the whiskey on Hank's 
breath and Patsy Cline's perfume
All around the haunted jukebox at 
the Lost Highway Saloon


(Spoken)
Then the music softly fade, the 
laughter slowly died
And the old man tipped his hat to me
 as I bid him goodnight
He said you've come a long way, son,
 then he called me by my name
And he said you've still got a long 
way to go and no two journey's ever 
end the same


Chorus 3:
Many times I've rode that highway 
lookin' for that place again
But there's only hills and open 
fields and soon the highway ends
I guess our time is like that open 
road and our lives are merely tunes
Playin' on the haunted jukebox at 
the Lost Highway Saloon

Tag:
So if you see that light some lonely
 night, stop in and hear the tunes
Playin' on the haunted jukebox at 
the Lost Highway Saloon