it won´t be long now, until that ol´ sun gets down
and up the stairs i hide, my shameful tears

my wife works all night long, for a man who´s halfway gone
she´s a barmaid in the honky tonk downstairs

bridge:

and it´s a shame she wears the name
of a man that´s locked in chains
to a bottle that destroys her hopes and cares

to a man with hungry eye´s, she works and hides her pride
she´s a barmaid in the honky tonk downstairs
(copyright dallas frazier)