Charley Crockett - Smoky Lyrics

Tell me something, tell me something good
I wouldn't be in here if I wasn't so misunderstood
When the same signs flashing, I know what to do
Think I'd sit right down and have myself a cry or two

It's smoky here in this barroom
And frankly, I can't feel a thing
Though it's smoky you can see the heartache
I might smile but I suffer for you only
Yes ma'am this barroom sure is smoky

Five or six or seven of em, eight at a time
They come in here and populate these stools each night
Yes we'll keep on popping, keep on popping them tops
There ain't a cloud outside but in here the rain it never stops

It's smoky here in this barroom
And frankly, I can't feel a thing
Though it's smoky you can see the heartache
I might smile but I suffer for you only
Yes ma'am this barroom sure is smoky