Text: Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers. Honky Tonk Union.

They got married in a honky tonk bar.
They set their vows on a six string steele guitar.
He'd been in love from the moment he saw her.
All them years ago
At the livestock show.
So he's just a rodeo clown.
He ain't much but the biggest damn fool in town.
Now his best man, he couldn't come around.
'Cause he died a month ago
Down in Mexico.

Well, God bless the fools
For breakin' all the rules.
And fightin' over their bar stools.
Gettin' married in a honky tonk bar.

Their honeymoon's in a pickup truck.
He threw some hay in the back so they might stay up all night.
And laugh with the stars in the moonlight.
And all them UFO's and their crazy light shows.
So he left his three legged dog at home.
And let the cows loose they could roam.
We don't know if they'll ever come home
But that's OK you see, we think they outta go free by now.

God bless the fools
For screwin' up all the rules.
And hangin' onto their bar stools.
Gettin' married in a honky tonk bar.

They got married in a honky tonk bar.
They set their vows on a six string steele guitar.
He'd been in love from the moment he saw her.
All them years ago
At the livestock show.
So he's just a rodeo clown.
No, he ain't much, just the biggest damn fool in town.
Now his best man, no he couldn't come around.
'Cause he died hard and slow
Down in Mexico.

Well, God bless us fools
For stumblin all over your rules.
And fallin' off our bar stools.
Gettin' married in a honky tonk bar.

Gettin' married in a honky tonk bar.