Every since the day, I was big enough to put my pants on by myself   You could find me somewhere with the radio turned on   Then one night I gave my heart to an old beat-up guitar   It never left my arms till I was almost grown      I had to try my hand as a workin? man tried to be my daddy?s son   But my mind was packed and gone and headed south   Momma said, ??I?ll pray for you??, then she said, ??Goodbye??   To the only one out of seven that didn't work out      Now, I?m way down hear in Dixie playing honky tonk music   Keepin? some joint a jumpin? every night of the week   Lord knows it?s hard to keep a dance hall woman happy   When you?re drinkin? a little too much and you?re workin' cheap      Well, I ain?t done a thing I can brag about to anyone back home   Just another night club singer with a real good band   If a jealous woman don?t kill me and momma keeps on prayin'   Someday I might be more than what I am      Now, I?m way down hear in Dixie playing honky tonk music   Keepin? some joint a jumpin? every night of the week   Lord knows it?s hard to keep a dance hall woman happy   When you?re drinkin? a little too much and you?re workin? cheap   When you?re drinkin? a little too much and you?re workin? cheap