Bar Room Country Lyrics - Bigger Hands - John Anderson

There's a job in honky tonk on the county line 

I go to lose my sanity 

Ain't no trouble at all, there's a sign on the wall 

No guns, no profanity 

And there's sweet Sue with a new tattoo 

Wearin' them low cut jeans 

Long legged babo is dancin' on the table 

Slams like the poker machine 

Here comes Billy, comin' down from the hill 

Drivin' in a Coupe Deville, we're in bar room country 

Bar room country, get in line 

Bar room country, leave your troubles behind 

Bar room country, come in and get right 

Every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country 

So if you find yourself out on the town 

With a whole lotta nothin' to do 

They got a band with a fiddle and a steel guitar 

That plays 'til the quarter past two 

You can sure get loud in a honky tonk crowd 

And nobody seems to care 

And if you get lucky you might find somethin' 

You can't find anywhere 

Everyone's invited, family and friends 

Y'all get out and come on in the bar room country 

Bar room country, get in line 

Bar room country, leave your troubles behind 

Bar room country, come in and get right 

Every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country 

Bar room country, come in and get right 

God, every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country