You Ought to Try It Sometime Conway Twitty

I want a honky-tonk girl
I want a honky-tonk song
I'd like to pull my saddle off
And send my pony home

I've got fast cars, fast planes
Fast trains everything
Never gets me there on time
You've got the bossman
Tax man screwing up my game plan
Messing with my mind

You've got a bad moods, attitude
Every day can take a few
Good years off of my mind
But I put them back on
When the band kicks off
Every Saturday night

I get a honky-tonk girl
And a honky-tonk song
Then I pull my saddle off
And send my pony home

We're gonna dance all night
In and out of that line
With a rockin' beat
To get you on your feet
You ought to try it sometime