Don't Rock the Jukebox
I wanna tell you a little story about an incident that happened on the road a couple of years ago when me and my band strayed on. We were playing this little truck stop blow on “Open doors of Virginia”, place called Geraldine's. We’d been there for four or five nights, you know, playing those dance sets and it’d been a long night we took a break and walked over to the jukebox and Roger, my bass player, he was already over the raiding wreckage, you know, on the jukebox and I leaned upon a corner and one of his legs was broken off and the jukebox was kinda wobbling around, you know, Roger looked over at me and said:
Don't rock the jukeboxI wanna hear some Jones‘Cause my heart ain't readyFor the Rolling StonesI don't feel like rockin'Since my baby's goneSo don't rock the jukeboxPlay me your country song
Before you drop that quarterKeep one thing in mindYou got a heartbroke hillbillyStanding here in lineI've been down and lonelyEver since she leftBefore you punch that numberCould I make one request
Don't rock the jukeboxI wanna hear some Jones‘Cause my heart ain't readyFor the Rolling StonesI don't feel like rockin'Since my baby's goneSo don't rock the jukeboxPlay me your country song
I ain't got nothin'Against rock & rollBut when your heart's been brokenYou need a song that's slowAin't nothin' like a steel guitarTo drown a memoryBefore you spend your money, babePlay your song for me
And don't rock the jukeboxI wanna hear George Jones‘Cause my heart ain't readyFor the Rolling StonesI don't feel like rockin'Since my baby's goneSo don't rock the jukeboxPlay me your country songYou don't rock the jukeboxPlay me your country song