VERSE 1 Neon Miller Lite sign in the window Stella says, “slide over, that stool looks just right” Jukebox playing something from '89 I say, “first round’s mine if you stay for the night” VERSE 2 The bartender knows everybody's order Stella gets a lime, I get a cheap beer Been pouring drinks since before I could drive And with her at my side, the whole room feels clear CHORUS This ain't fancy, ain't refined Stella laughs and says, “that’s exactly why we came” Ain't the kind of place you find in a magazine But I found my best nights under these old lights and names Honky tonk heaven, boots and sawdust Honky tonk heaven, Stella, sing it with us Every Saturday night until the lights go low Honky tonk heaven is the only place we know BRIDGE Somewhere up above they got the golden gates Down here we got a jukebox and slow-dance mates I say, “I'll take neon over glory any night of the week” Stella grabs my hand like, “then meet me at the back of the beat” OUTRO Honky tonk heaven! Stella, this is where we belong!
