Will the Last one be free

You can’t blame me if sometimes - I wonder why you cause me such pain and misery Your swinging doors are always locked by midnight When you toss me out and put away the key That song on the juke box drives me crazy And the whiskey hides the sorrows, I suppose Each night the past comes back in time to haunt me for broken hearts that’s the way it goes Will the last one be free if I’m leaving Drinking memories from a bottle is killing me The glamor of your nightlife, so imposing When I go, will the last one be free I look in the mirror and I - wonder Are these lines on my face so plain to see Each line runs a highway to destruction And the end of the road is calling me I say alone at my table And wonder how her love could grow so cold That neon light flashing in the window Reminds me of a love that whiskey stole I lost a good hearted woman For I’m a man of the world I have the love of the honky tonk inside me But I can’t sell it to a daddy’s girl I’m leaving this honky tonk in Dallas And I’m walking to that lonely room of mine As that neon light fades into the darkness That old stairway gets mighty hard to clamb