Well I shine up my boots And I brush off my hat I step out the doorway Pull a coat on my back As I hit the town Well I'm two bottles down Chasin' my memories Where they all hang around I'm headed down I'm headed down I'm headed down to the White Horse Saloon I'm gonna drink my fill I got no time to kill I'm headed down To the White Horse Saloon As I count the change All that's left in the bank I can't help but think of All the time gone to waste Time equals money Money equals time But sometimes the reason Don't always have to rhyme I'm headed down I'm headed down I'm headed down to the White Horse Saloon I'm gonna drink my fill I got no time to kill I'm headed down To the White Horse Saloon Well sunshine is nice But the dark does me right Shakin' hands with the devil On a cool Austin night While I dance with my darlin' On an old wooden floor I'm a two steppin' fool Til I can't step no more I'm headed down I'm headed down I'm headed down to the White Horse Saloon I'm gonna drink my fill I got no time to kill I'm headed down To the White Horse Saloon I'm headed down to the White Horse Saloon