Honky Tonkin' In My Blood

(Verse)
My daddy played a mean southern rock 'n roll guitar back in the day.
Sometimes they'd have a practice at the house and I'd get to listen to him play.
I was only 5 or so, but old enough to recognize the licks,
memorize the words and sing along to every song my daddy picked.
They'd go outside and smoke and I'd get on his guitar;
pretend I was up on stage in some old roadside bar.

(Chorus)
Yeah, I got honky tonkin' in my blood,
honky tonkin' in my blood.
I got honky tonkin' in my blood,
honky tonkin' in my blood.

(Verse)
Daddy had a friend who owned a tavern just a little out of town.
They'd let me go inside when they were closed before the drunkards came around.
I'd get a roll of quarters for the jukebox and another for the pool.
It's where I first heard Willie Nelson and where Daddy taught me how to hold a cue.
Sometimes I'd help 'em roll the beer in off the trucks.
I couldn't wait till I was old enough to drink that stuff.

(Chorus)
Yeah, I got honky tonkin' in my blood,
honky tonkin' in my blood.
I got honky tonkin' in my blood,
honky tonkin' in my blood.

(Bridge)
And I used to be ashamed of it, but I ain't ashamed of it now.
It's in my DNA and even Jesus couldn't wash it out.
The honky tonkin' is in my blood.

(Chorus)
Honky tonkin' in my blood.
Honky tonkin' in my blood.
And I used to be ashamed of it, but I ain't ashamed of it now.
It's in my DNA and even Jesus couldn't wash it out.
The honky tonkin' is in my blood
The honky tonkin',
good Lord, it's in my blood.