Making the scene at the Avalon Ballroom from L.A., the Flying Burrito Brothers.
Well, she's in some honky-tonk tonight, I know.
She's runnin' where the music's loud and the lights are low.
And in a crowded bar she likes to hang around.
But as long as there's a honky-tonk, she'll never settle down.
So close up the honky-tonks, lock all the doors.
Don't let the one-eyes get you down.
Don't let the one-eye love go there anymore.
Close up the honky-tonks, throw away the key.
Then maybe the one-eye love will come back to me.
Well, I wish I had the power to turn back the time.
And live again the hours when she was all mine.
Cause it hurts to see her runnin' with that crowd downtown.
But as long as there's a honky-tonk, she'll never settle down.
So close up the honky-tonks, lock all the doors.
Don't let the one-eye love go there anymore.
Close up the honky-tonks, throw away the key.
Then maybe the one-eye love will come back to me.
Oh, then maybe the one-eye love will come back to me.