Well I guess it's finally happened I'm tired of runnin' round I thank you for waitin' on me While I was paintin' the town For years and years you stood by me Tellin' me I'm ruinin' my life I'm tired of all these honky tonks And that fly by night life Well, tonight a bottle stands alone In the Dear John Letter Lounge Waitin' on me for company, But I won't be around Find someone else to take my place While I rejoin my wife 'Cause I'm tired of all these Honky Tonks And that fly by night life Old Ira's tendin' bar right now Probably wonderin' where I am Zeke's sharkin' pool, for five a throw And ole Lucy Fay Lorraine's makin' Side bets on the game And old Pop Fox keeps sayin' he's got to go I'm gonna miss old Jim and all my friends At the Dear John Lounge downtown I'm gonna miss ole Willie on the Jukebox Playin' songs round after round Gonna miss the face of strangers And the steady passers by I'm Gonna miss the Dear John Letter Lounge And that fly by night life ***CHORUS***