Last of the Houston Honky Tonk Heroes by Emily Herring Lyrics
[Chorus]
The last of the Houston honky tonk heroes
Whispered goodbye to the footlights back in '93
She left the reverb a-ringin', but no one was singin'
She took a Greyhound and a Stetson to Laramie
[Verse 1]
Now I walk through this life a stumbler
But I come it honestly
And my rut is one of contradiction
Ain't no other life, ain't no other drive to suit me
[Verse 2]
And heroes can fall to pieces
Oh but pieces can shine just like gold
But you can't pay time a ransom so you'll never get your hands on
A piece of history, a perfect memory of a world long since gone
[Chorus]
The last of the Houston honky tonk heroes
Whispered goodbye to the footlights back in '93
She left the reverb a-ringin', but no one was singin'
She took a Greyhound and a Stetson to Laramie
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
And I know that old west wind blows swiftly
'Cross the snowdrift of a frozen Mississippi
But that Gulf wind is churnin', it'll soon be returnin'
To claim the dancehalls, [?], the juke joints and honky tonks
And bury my dreams in a slow-risin' sea
[Chorus]
The last of the Houston honky tonk heroes
Whispered goodbye to the footlights back in '93
She left the reverb a-ringin', but no one was singin'
She took a Greyhound and a Stetson to Laramie
The last of the Houston honky tonk heroes
Whispered goodbye to the footlights back in '93
She left the reverb a-ringin', but no one was singin'
She took a Greyhound and a Stetson to Laramie
[Verse 1]
Now I walk through this life a stumbler
But I come it honestly
And my rut is one of contradiction
Ain't no other life, ain't no other drive to suit me
[Verse 2]
And heroes can fall to pieces
Oh but pieces can shine just like gold
But you can't pay time a ransom so you'll never get your hands on
A piece of history, a perfect memory of a world long since gone
[Chorus]
The last of the Houston honky tonk heroes
Whispered goodbye to the footlights back in '93
She left the reverb a-ringin', but no one was singin'
She took a Greyhound and a Stetson to Laramie
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
And I know that old west wind blows swiftly
'Cross the snowdrift of a frozen Mississippi
But that Gulf wind is churnin', it'll soon be returnin'
To claim the dancehalls, [?], the juke joints and honky tonks
And bury my dreams in a slow-risin' sea
[Chorus]
The last of the Houston honky tonk heroes
Whispered goodbye to the footlights back in '93
She left the reverb a-ringin', but no one was singin'
She took a Greyhound and a Stetson to Laramie