Adam Carroll - Karaoke Cowboy lyrics

Weeknights at the Ramada there's not too much to see Except Tuesday night's karaoke night, you get the Wild Turkey free And a Stetson hat and some snake skin boots, a bollo tie and jeans There's the karaoke cowboy, his name is Bob, at the bar in Grand Saline In the bottom of his tip jar is a quarter and dime For all the scratched up Haggard songs where the drunks got outta line But the nights he's on he can sing George Jones in a Wild Turkey dream That's the karaoke cowboy at the bar in Grand Saline Steel Solo He said he hit it big in Branson doing Elvis everyday Till a trailer park tornado took all of that away He's got a whiskey throat and a broken heart from his dried up Nashville scene Now he karaokes every Tuesday night at the bar in Grand Saline Luanna was a rose queen her high school pictures on the wall We wonder how she's a bar maid now with her name on the bathroom stall But we've seen her smile at the cowboys style cause he treats her like a queen She falls in love every Tuesday night at the bar in Grand Saline There's a blue tick howling at the first full moon In the backside of the bar Wild Turkey on the house every Tuesday night Makes everybody a star So we sing all night till we feel alright or till the bar maids get obscene Then we say goodnight to Cowboy Bob at the bar in Grand Saline