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The jukebox is playing a honky tonk song 
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One more I keep saying and then I'll go home 
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What good would it do me, I know what I'll find 
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An empty bottle of broken hearts and you're still on my mind 
 
The people are laughing and having their fun 
While I sit here crying over what you have done 
My pockets are empty, my last drink of wine, 
An empty bottle of broken hearts and your still on my mind 
 
Alone and forsaken, so blue I could die 
I just sit here drinking till the bottle runs dry 
To try and forget you I turn to the wine 
An empty bottle of broken hearts and your still on my mind