Every night we're in a honky tonk tryin' to get paid Playing for all the cowboys who are tryin' to get laid And if you don't like our style and you don't like our song Well the good news is, we're gone Last night we played in Denver down at the Grizzly Rose It must have been the altitude that gave me the bloody nose But now we're all out of time and all the clean shirts to put on But the good news is, we're gone We'll black out at 2 A.M. and get into a fight Spendin' all of our money from the gig we played last night And when the bottle's finally empty and not much else could go wrong Well the good news is, we're gone We pulled into Tennessee a little higher off the ground Came to play some country, boys, and we came to paint the town Well it's one more night in Nashville and then home to San Antone But the good news is, we're gone We'll black out at 2 A.M. and get into a fight Spendin' all of our money from the gig we played last night And when the bottle's finally empty and not much else could go wrong Well the good news is, we're gone We're gone