Letra de A Jukebox With a Country Song

After three good years together We had our first big fight So she went to her mother's And I went for a ride Down an old familiar highway Just a few miles out of town To that rundown one-room tavern That used to be my stomping grounds well I pulled in the driveway you know it all still looked the same I couldn't wait to down a few And hear that jukeboxs ring Well I walked into the doorway And there stood some kind of Matre D' well He looked me up, and he looked me down and said "May I help you please?" And I said (Chorus) What'd you do with those swinging doors Where's the sawdust on the floor Why's everybody wearing suits and ties From where I stand I can't believe my eyes And who's idea was it to hang these ferns This brand new bar don't have a single burr I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong I need a jukebox with a country song Well I looked back to the corner Where the jukebox once stood proud Some clown was playing records Too fast, too long, and too loud And it must have been a big mistake To try to speak my mind So as they were asking me to leave I cried out one more time (Repeat chorus) I guess I don't belong Without a jukebox and a country song