Lone Star Hotel (Aka Lone Star Hotel Cafe) - Guy Clark

作词：Guy Clark

作曲：Guy Clark

The Lone Star Hotel Café is nothing

but a Dive

and Florence Smith showed up there

Lord every day at five

Florence was a waitress

Have I mentioned that before

Serving beer to strangers

And to some she'd seen before

Florence used to ride a little

Apaloosa mare

In the barrel race at the rodeo she

Had that beehive hair

There's a picture of her on the wall

As you pay your check

Woah Lord didn't she look good

Back in nineteen fifty six

I was lovin' Florence

And she was ignorin' me

Woo Florence had experience

It was the first time out for me

Lord I tried to tell her

But the only words I found

Were give me greasy enchiladas

And a beer to wash it down

Florence quit the Lone Star Hotel

And never was seen again

And me I quit west Texas

And I ain't been back since then

That was years ago Lord

Too many can I recall

But I remember Florence

And them pictures on the wall

So here's to you west Texas

You old rodeo queen

How I miss your beer joints

And your shuffle board machines

Here's to you west Texas

How I miss the smell

Of greasy enchiladas

At the old Lone Star Hotel