George Strait Honky Tonk Time Machine Lyrics

Well, he comes in here on the first and fifteenth
Pockets just jingling like a tambourine
Makes a beeline over to that old jukebox
Fills it up to the top and the needle drops

And it's off like a rocket in a neon haze
Spinning 'em back to the good old days
Beer gets to flowing and the whiskey pours
There ain't an empty spot on the old dance floor
All cowboy hats, boots and jeans
Riding that honky tonk time machine

He's gonna make damn sure the jukebox don't rock
And the record's gonna be the only thing that bops
He's an old-school cold longneck DJ
And look at him now, here comes them old green snakes

And it's off like a rocket in a neon haze
Spinning 'em back to the good old days
Beer gets to flowing and the whiskey pours There ain't an empty spot on the old dance floor
All cowboy hats, boots and jeans
Riding that honky tonk time machine

From A to Z and everything between
He's flying that honky tonk time machine

And it's off like a rocket in a neon haze
Spinning 'em back to the good old days
Beer gets to flowing and the whiskey pours
There ain't an empty spot on the old dance floor
All cowboy hats, boots and jeans
Riding that honky tonk time machine
Everybody's back in MWZ
They're riding that honky tonk time machine

Well, he comes in here on the first and fifteenth
Pockets just jingling like a tambourine
Makes a beeline over to that old jukebox
Fills it up to the top and the needle drops