Hank Williams Jr.
Salt Lake City

Sun's up better get up and make the rounds

All alone on my own here in this old town of Salt Lake City

Gotta find work forget the hurt and how she put me down

For a man who didn't care but with fast talk and curly hair

He took her from me and Salt Lake City

[ ac.guitar ]

Night has come day is done but there's no job to be found in Salt Lake City

Room's cold no one to hold so I'll just walk around

And think of all the times that she said that she loved me

But that's just a mem'ry in Salt Lake City

I should pack my things and go but my heart keeps saying no

Some day she'll come back to me and Salt Lake City


Mirror lyrics:

Some day she'll come back to me and Salt Lake City

I should pack my things and go but my heart keeps saying no

But that's just a mem'ry in Salt Lake City

And think of all the times that she said that she loved me

Room's cold no one to hold so I'll just walk around

Night has come day is done but there's no job to be found in Salt Lake City

[ ac.guitar ]

He took her from me and Salt Lake City

For a man who didn't care but with fast talk and curly hair

Gotta find work forget the hurt and how she put me down

All alone on my own here in this old town of Salt Lake City

Sun's up better get up and make the rounds


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