Johnny Horton – Honky Tonk Hardwood Floor (Ukulele)

    A                                                           
The fiddles are squeekin', the guitars are speakin' 

           D                 A
And the pi-ano plays a jelly-roll

A                                        
The man on the drum is far from dumb 

        B                         E
And the bassman he plays from his soul

    A                                                     
The tables are quakin' and yer nerves are shakin' 

        D                   A
But you keep on beggin' for more

           D          Adim           A        F#m
You keep a havin' yer fun, you lucky son of a gun 

     B          E        A
On a honky tonk hardwood floor

D 
On a honkytonk hardwood floor

A
On a honky tonk hardwood floor

           D          Adim           A        F#m 
You keep a-havin' yer fun, you lucky son of a gun

     B          E         A
On a honky tonk hard wood floor

A                                                           
There's a waitress handy and she don't sell candy 

        D               A
And she don't sell soda-pop

A                                                           
There's a fat bartender who's there to serve you, 

       B                      E
If you really wanna blow your top

A                                                           
If you got no money then there's a little honey, 

          D              A
She's the gal that you a-dore

           D          Adim           A        F#m 
You keep a havin' yer fun, you lucky son of a gun 

     B          E        A
On a honky tonk hardwood floor

A                                                           
Your payday's Saturday, you're broke on Sunday, 

   D                     A
On Monday you're feelin' sore

A                                                           
You got two black eyes that you picked up

       B                       E
From a little guy the night be-fore

       A                                                           
So you swear off the drinkin' but when you get to thinkin' 

           D                      A
 'bout the good times you had, ga-lore

           D          Adim           A        F#m 
You keep a havin' yer fun, you lucky son of a gun 

     B          E        A
On a honky tonk hardwood floor