Stop The Presses Lyrics - Tom Scullin

I wake up in the morning and I'm tired as night 

heavy legs dragging the floor 

decide their not familiar and I fall back to sleep 

saying wake me if you reach the door 

I get in to the office at a quarter to five 

a day and seven hours late 

talking to a flower with a man on its back 

telling me to take a break 

"CHORUS" 

Stop the presses 

there's a man on the run 

hoping some day to be found 

identifying feature is an old guitar 

and he's searching for a honky tonk sound 

I Go to see Dolores she's the girl I adore 

she tells me that she wants me to stay 

I give the thought a minute and I'm ready to go 

have to find a better way 

I Visit an old friend who's been writing a song 

hoping I might stop by 

some friends are coming over and they want me to play 

I might as well give it a try 

"CHORUS" 

Stop the presses 

there's a man on the run 

hoping some day to be found 

identifying feature is an old guitar 

and he's searching for a honky tonk sound 

We're playing for hours and still raring to go 

the music flows on and on 

funny what happens when your feeling so good 

and playing a honky tonk song 

"CHORUS" 

Stop the presses 

there's a man on the run 

hoping some day to be found 

identifying feature is an old guitar 

and he's searching for a honky tonk sound 

he's searching for a honky tonk 

he's searching for a honky tonk 

he's searching for a honky tonk sound