Heatache Boulevard - Eilen Jewell

The echo of his footsteps in the street

And the drip-drop of tears on my cheeks

Were the only sounds on that sad dark night

When my loving baby said goodbye

We used to stay home every night

We lived a quiet, happy life

But now if you’re looking to find me ain’t so hard

I’ll be right here on Heartache Boulevard

Come on over and see me sometime

The jukebox plays on and the losers are fine

Oh how the whiskey flows and it works like a charm

Here on Heartache Boulevard

So pour me a round at the bar

And turn up that steel guitar

Cause I ain’t going home and I ain’t going far

I moved down to Heartache Boulevard