Bar room was crowded
Band was getting hot
We're playing in this little downtown bar
When this big old ugly man
With bottle in his hand
Walked up to the bandstand and he said:
Paly "snakes crawl at night" or I'm gonna kill you
Play ... from ... or you gonna die
We all wanna hear "crystal chandelier"
And everything old Waylon ever sang
I said: we don't do request
But sir I'll do my best
To play most anything you wanna hear
The band was little dry
And body so am i
But we play if you buy a round of beer
But he grabbed my old guitar
And smashed it against the bar
And tamed me with that bottle in his hand
He grabbed me by the coat
And one hand on the throat
He looked at me and this is what he said:
Paly "snakes crawl at night" or I'm gonna kill you
I said play ... from ... or you gonna die
Well we all wanna hear "crystal chandelier"
And everything old hank ever wrote
