The Jukebox Played Along - Gene Watson

Well' I got off work and headed for town to have a few

Determined I would drown the pain of losing you

But this couple on the dance floor were droppin' quarters in a slot

And this heartless thing kept spinnin' old forget-me-nots

The jukebox played along to my misery in song

Just as if it felt the pain that I was goin' through

Oh, it wailed out Crying Time and You Were Always On My Mind

I was singin' the blues and the jukebox played along

Well' the more I drank the more it became a mystery

How the men who wrote these songs wrote then just for me

They must have hid out in my closet or they had to read my mail

Lord, I must have heard at least ten dollars worth of Hell

Oh, the jukebox played along to my misery in song

Just as if it felt the pain that I was goin' through

It played I’m Born To Lose and I Can’t Stop Loving You

I was singin' the blues and the jukebox played along

They played Watson and Jones, Travis kept pickin' up bones

Somebody Laughed and I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry

There Goes My Everything, they played Golden Rings

They played Haggard and Hank, give me another drink