| Melody Mann | |
| "Inza's Lonesome Coyote Saloon" | |
| In the day it sparkled by the sea But the night was wild as it could be In that sleepy little South Texas town Cause there was a honky-tonk shack Just beyond the railroad tracks And people came to party from miles around Well you couldnt say it had atmosphere With the smell of smoke and old stale beer But the patrons didnt really seem to mind There were bikers, surfers, rednecks more Mamas with kids and dogs on the floor You know youd see just about every kind And every night there was someone on the bill Like Stevie Ray or Asleep at the Wheel And the crowd would roll right in and get on down But Inza would always just sit in the back Of her rockin rundown honky-tonk shack Sippin wild turkey with her blue tick hound (Chorus) Good times were found in that South Texas town Dancin all night and just feelin alright Down at the Lonesome Coyote Saloon Well the women would need to be really tough And have to put up with a lot of stuff From the drunks hangin round the bathroom door And when one would decide to get really rude And start to talkin way too crude Then some little lady would knock him to the floor And if Inzas was crowded or way too hot You could find a party in the parking lot But thered be trouble brewin without a doubt If you stayed outside then you just might Find yourself in one hell of a fight Not even caring what it was all about (Chorus) |
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