I saw those blue lights flashing over my left shoulder He walked right up and said get off that riding mower I said sir, let me explain before you put me in the tank She took my keys away and then she won’t drive me to drink I need a honky tonk song, a cold, cold beer A hardwood floor, a smoky atmosphere A pocket full of change to last me all night long I’d rather hear old Hank a-moanin’ a honky tonk song Guitar He didn’t show me much compassion when I tried to walk that line As he put those handcuffs on me, I said give me one more try He never even cracked a smile when he threw me in car So I said, sir, if you don’t mind, would you drop me off at a bar Chorus