In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else''s songs when yours are through
I got good Kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
''Til some button pushin'' cowboy plays that lovesong
And here I am just missing you again
Chorus:
Please mr. please, don''t play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it''s over
Please mr. please, if you know what I mean
I don''t ever wanna hear that song again
If I had a dime for every time I held you
Though you''re far away, you''ve been so close to me
I could swear I''d be the richest girl in Nashville
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
But I guess I''d better get myself together
''Cos when you left, you didn''t leave too much behind
Just a note that said "I''m sorry", by your picture
And a song that''s weighing heavy on my mind
(chorus)