Tonight, I'm payin' the rent
I drive all night
Just to sing in
Nashville
A couple of songs
At the
Bluebird
Cafe
I drive back home
All through the night, dear
For a couple of dances
With my breakfast plate
I don't forget about that way
When the lights in my eyes shine
An d the talkin' in the back of the bar
If only I don't mind
Oh, if it don't feed the soul
I'm still living since
It's not
I'm paying the rent
I seen a truck on fire in
the still of the night
And a car flipped over,
I hope the drunks get a ride
Now I'm glad I'm down at
the garden party
They bought the stage,
yeah, they bought me
I don't forget about that highway
When the lights of my eyes shine
An d they're talking in the back of the bar,
honey, I don't mind
Oh, if it don't feed the soul,
it's still heaven sent
For tonight I'm paying the rent
Now let me sing it for the one
Forty acres and a mule
Then I left back home a -cryin' baby, too
Squash on the fire I know
this life's for pickin'
Oh, won't this rodeo clown
Here's the time to kick it?
I don't forget about that highway,
when the lights of my eyes shine
And the talking in the back of the bar,
oh honey I don't mind
But if it don't feed the soul,
it's still heaven sent
Yeah, tonight,
I'm paying the rent
Tonight, I'm paying the rent
you