Story Behind The Song
Jim Martin & Randy Ross had most of the song written when Jim brought it to me. I made minor lyrical contributions and helped by producing and playing on the recording.
| Song Length |
3:53 |
Genre |
Country - Americana, Country - Cowboy |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Composed |
Subject |
Regret, Bad Love |
| Similar Artists |
Guy Clark, Kris Kristofferson |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
MOSTLY WILLIE
Sam Cooper, Jim Martin, Randy Ross
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There's a jukebox in the corner of this run down honky tonk,
It don't play nothin' but them old 45's.
Just put a quarter in, every song will be a heartbreak memory,
Not much Waylon, mostly Willie.
Well, that's where you'll find me most every night, drinkin' you off my mind,
And thinkin' 'bout how you done me wrong.
But ain't nothin' short of dyin' gonna kill your memory.
Not much Waylon, mostly Willie.
For just a little while I'll forget just how much you mean to me,
And you'll become a faded memory.
Yeah, but come closing time, I'll be all tore down, that's a guarantee.
Not much Waylon, mostly Willie.
Yeah, last call came and went and I've had a few more for the road,
Now it's 2 A.M. and everybody's gone,
It's just me and that old jukebox, just one more song and I'll be on the road again,
Not much Waylon, mostly Willie.
For just a little while I'll forget just how much you mean to me,
And you'll become a faded memory.
Yeah, but come closing time, I'll be all tore down, that's a guarantee.
Not much Waylon, mostly Willie.
Yeah, not much Waylon, mostly Willie.