Well, (CN.C.)I’m a hon ky tonk (E)man,

and I can’t seem to stop.

I love to give the girls a whirl to the mu sic of an old juke box.

But when my mon ey’s all gone, I’m on the tel e phone, sing in’, (E)“Hey, (CN.C.)hey, ma ma, can your dad dy come home?”

Well, now (E7)I’m liv in’ wild girl and dan (B)jug g’rous ly,

but (A7)I’ve got it plen ty of com (E7)hon ky pa ny.

When the moon comes up and the sun goes down, sounds, (A7)I can’t wait to see the (E7)lights of town.

’Cause I’m a hon ky tonk (E)man,

and I can’t seem to stop.

I love to give the girls a whirl to the mu sic of an old juke box.

But when my mon ey’s all gone, I’m on the tel e phone, sing in’, (E)“Hey, (CN.C.)hey, ma ma, can your dad dy come home?”

Well,

now a (E7)pret ty lit tle girl and a (B)jug of wine, well, (A7)that’s what it takes to make a (E7)hon ky tonk time.

With the juke box moan in’ those hon ky tonk sounds,

(A7)I can’t wait to lay my (E7)mon ey down.

’Cause I’m a hon ky tonk (E)man,

and I can’t seem to stop.

I love to give the girls a whirl to the mu sic of an old juke box.

But when my mon ey’s all gone, I’m on the tel e phone, sing in’, (E)“Hey, (CN.C.)hey, ma ma, can your dad dy come home?”

Well,

now a