| Well, that old neon sign’s like an old friend of mine |
| Someone I tell my troubles to |
| It’s kinda smokey in here, but it’s a right atmosphere |
| For someone who feels like I do |
| So pour me another and make it a good one |
| I don’t care if I look like a fool |
| Oh, it’s alright 'cause tonight |
| I’m feelin' hillbilly blue |
| Well, the music is loud and I’m not one for crowds |
| And I didn’t come here to dance |
| There’s a girl over there, I caught her in a stare |
| But I don’t feel much like romance |
| I wouldn’t be good company |
| I’m sure she’d understand if she knew |
| Maybe some other time, but tonight |
| I’m feelin' hillbilly blue |
| So ask the band if they’ll play an old cheatin' song |
| Well, you know the kind where somebody does somebody wrong |
| I know the whiskey won’t end my misery |
| It’s nothin' more than a poor substitute |
| But it helps me unwind when I find |
| That I’m hillbilly blue |
| So pour me another and make it a double |
| I don’t care if I look like a fool |
| Oh, it’s alright 'cause tonight |
| I’m feelin' hillbilly blue |
| Mm, yeah, it’s alright 'cause tonight |
| I’m feelin' hillbilly blue |