There's a job in honky tonk on the county line   I go to lose my sanity   Ain't no trouble at all, there's a sign on the wall   No guns, no profanity      And there's sweet Sue with a new tattoo   Wearin' them low cut jeans   Long legged babo is dancin' on the table   Slams like the poker machine      Here comes Billy, comin' down from the hill   Drivin' in a Coupe Deville, we're in bar room country      Bar room country, get in line   Bar room country, leave your troubles behind   Bar room country, come in and get right   Every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country      So if you find yourself out on the town   With a whole lotta nothin' to do   They got a band with a fiddle and a steel guitar   That plays 'til the quarter past two      You can sure get loud in a honky tonk crowd   And nobody seems to care   And if you get lucky you might find somethin'   You can't find anywhere      Everyone's invited, family and friends   Y'all get out and come on in the bar room country      Bar room country, get in line   Bar room country, leave your troubles behind   Bar room country, come in and get right   Every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country      Bar room country, come in and get right   God, every night's a Saturday night here in bar room country