A

[Verse 1]
A                             Am7
The fiddles're squeekin', the guitars're speakin', 
    D                   A
the piano plays a jelly-roll.
A                      Am7                   A
The man on the drum is far from dumb and the bassman 
               E   Dbm E
plays from his soul.
A
The tables're quakin' and your nerves're shakin' but 
    D                   A
you keep on beggin' for more.
           D                          Am7      B
You keep a havin' your fun, you lucky son of a gun, on 
  E                   A
a honky tonk hardwood floor.


[Chorus]
A                                    D
On a honky tonk hardwood floor, on a honky tonk hardwood 
A
floor.
           D                          Am7      B
You keep a havin' your fun, you lucky son of a gun, on a 
E                   A
honky tonk hardwood floor.


[Interlude]  
A C D A G A E Am7 A


[Verse 2]
A
There's a waitress handy and she don't sell candy and she 
D               A
don't sell soda pop.
A                                 Am7      A
And there's a fat bartender who's there to serve you if 
    F              Am7       E
you really want to blow your top.
A
If you got no money then there's a little honey she's a 
D            A
gal that you adore.
A          D                         Am7      B
So, keep a havin' your fun you lucky son of a gun on a 
E                   A
honky tonk hardwood floor.


[Chorus]
A                                    D
On a honky tonk hardwood floor, on a honky tonk hardwood 
A
floor.
           D                          Am7      B
You keep a havin' your fun, you lucky son of a gun, on a 
E                   A
honky tonk hardwood floor.


[Interlude]
A D A D A B E A


[Verse 3]
A                                  Am7        D
Payday's Saturday, you're broke on Sunday, on Monday 
               A
you're feelin' sore.
A                                                B
You got two black eyes that you picked up from a little guy 
          E
the night before.
        A
So, you swear off to drinkin' but when you get to thinkin'
          D                       A
'bout the good times you had, oh, Lord.
           D                          Am7      B         E
So, keep a havin' your fun you, lucky son of a gun, on a honky 
              A
tonk hardwood floor.


[Chorus]
A                                    D
On a honky tonk hardwood floor, on a honky tonk hardwood 
A
floor.
           D                          Am7      B
You keep a havin' your fun, you lucky son of a gun, on a 
E                   A
honky tonk hardwood floor.