Honky Tonkin

 

Between 1998 and 2003, we became Honky Tonk kings,
Our girls were gone and clogging was over it seems.
This poem talks about the really great times we had
Dancing round the hardwood floor, we had it real bad.

 

Honky Tonkin

 

 

It was those Friday nights that we would often seek,
Ready to relax and lose the stresses of the work week.
We would put on our boots, wranglers, belts, and hats,
And head for the Honky Tonk where all the fun was at.

 

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We found a table adjacent to the hardwood dance floor
And ordered some drinks to loosen up just a little more.
I had Budweiser Light, and Pam a light Jack and Coke.
We had a couple before the band started in the thick smoke.

 

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The band was most often the one called “Cotton Creek Band,”
They would play the favorite two stepping songs of the land.
‘Cinderella’, ‘Paper Rosie”,’Faded Love’, and ‘Eleven Roses’,
Were just a few that we heard before the Honky Tonk closes.

 

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We danced counter clockwise in the Texas Two step style
Our moves were unique, special moves that we compiled.
Many said they liked to watch us dance around the big floor.
But we were lost in the music, a good feeling we did adore.

 

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The later it got, the better the lead singers’ songs sounded.
He drank beer as he played his singing really resounded.
The place would get rowdy and we all hollered real loud
As we two stepped and became part of a fun loving crowd.

 

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By the time midnight hit, we were very relaxed and stress free,
Two stepping around that floor just as easy as can be,

Enjoying the great music with  that wild and easy feeling

Was just what was needed and it left us both just a reeling..

 

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The band had Norman Fiddler, a fiddle player so true
He had played fiddle with Bob Wills and Merle Haggard too.
When he turned loose on a Bob Wills song it was pure delight.
We just floated across that floor like our feet were a flight.

 

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There was nothing better than a night of honky tonkin on the town.
To relieve the stresses of work, and put them in the ground.
We both enjoyed the beer and the two stepping sessions.
And I also got to let the ‘cowboy in me’ out of recession.

 

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By Bill

 

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Thanks for reading Honky Tonkin,
Bill