travis tritt - if hell had a jukebox lyrics
you left me for a dream you had to follow
but i thought, goodbye wouldn’t last that long
you’d go off chasin’ rainbows till you realized that i loved you
and then run back to my arms where you belong
but months have p-ssed, i guess, i was mistaken
love was somethin’ i thought, i knew well
but when you called me on the phone
askin’ when you’d come back home
you simply told me, “i could go to h-ll”
well honey, if h-ll had a jukebox
and the devil kept it full of hurting songs
you could, find me there this evenin’
with the broken hearted grievin’
prayin’ like h-ll, you would come back home
i’ve looked at all the pictures from our good times
and tried to figure out where we went wrong
and i’ve dropped a million quarters down the jukebox
’cause i’m still haunted by what used to be our song
i wish this mental torture would release me
lord, i give all i had for what it’s worth
i don’t see, how the fires below, where you wanted me to go
could be worse than h-ll, i’m livin’ here on earth
and honey, if h-ll had a jukebox
and the devil kept it full of hurting songs
you could, find me there this evenin’
with the broken hearted grievin’
prayin’ like h-ll, you would come back home
don’t come
yes honey, if h-ll had a jukebox
and the devil kept it full of hurting songs
you could, find me there this evenin’
with the brokenhearted grievin’
prayin’ like h-ll you would come back home
yeah, you could, find me there this evenin’
with the brokenhearted grievin’
prayin’ like h-ll you would come back home
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