Karaoké Sleeping on the Blacktop Colter Wall

Sunshine beating on the good times

Moonlight raising from the grave

String band playing worn out honkey-tonks

Pretty young thing going dancing in the rain

High heel lady spitting at the nickajack

Business man with a needle and a spoon

Coyote chewing on a cigarette

Pack of young boys going howling at the moon

Hey darling

Sleeping on the blacktop

Hey darling

Running through the trees honey

Hey darling

Leaving for the next town

Less'n my sense catches up with me

Three dead in a crash on the number four

Two witnesses below and up high

Not sure whose will be done

You can call me a sinner for wondering why

Hey darling

Sleeping on the blacktop

Hey darling

Running through the trees honey

Hey darling

Leaving for the next town

Less'n my sense catches up with me

Corn liquor tastes sweeter in this town

Could it be it's the same as the last

I swear I've seen your face elsewhere before

Just as familiar as a bottle and a glass

Hey darling

Sleeping on the blacktop

Hey darling

Running through the trees honey

Hey darling

Leaving for the next town

Less'n my sense catches up with me

Hey darling

Sleeping on the blacktop

Hey darling

Running through the trees honey

Hey darling

Leaving for the next town

Less'n my sense catches up with me

Mmh mmh mmh mmh mmh

Less'n my sense catches up with me