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Honky Tonk Heroes
Chaparral 502
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Honky Tonk Heroes
ID: 1472

Label information
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TypeSinging Call
Vic's Rating3 (average)
Media45 rpm vinyl
Ken Bower (picture)     recordings by Ken Bower

Ken Bower

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Old Call(s)
Cue Sheet


Walk around your corner, see saw round your pet
Join hands and circle to the left
I was down at the stables honkin' them tables
Left allemande that corner, gonna weave that old ring
Piano roll blues, I danced holes in my shoes
Dosado that girl and promenade
For those loveable losers and no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes, like me

FIGURE    C4, corner progression

Heads square thru and go 4 hands around you know
Dosado that corner girl
Swing thru and then, boys run right my friend
Ferris wheel and then center 4 curlique
And make a right hand star, one full turn
Swing that corner girl and promenade
For those loveable losers and no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes, like me


And honky tonk heroes, like me

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Honky Tonk Heroes Lyrics ID: 160

Low down leaving sun, I've done
Did everything that needs doin'
Woe is me, why can't I see
I best be leaving well enough alone
Them neon black nights, couldn't stay out of fights
Them keep a-haunting me memories
There is one in every crowd, for crying out loud
Why was it always turning out to be me

Where does it go, the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
There weren't any other way to be
For loveable losers, no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me

Lyrics by Billy Joe Shaver.
Recorded by Waylon Jennings.



ID: 1472
    last modified: 2017-08-27 at 15:28:28
23-January-2019 00:38:51
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