Dim Lights, Thick Smoke - Lester Flatt, The Nashville Grass, Marty Stuart

It’s the only kind of life, you’ll ever understand

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music

You’ll never make a wife to a home lovin' man

A home with little children, means nothin' to you

A house filled with love and a husband so true

You’d rather have a drink, with the first guy you meet

And the only home you know is the club down the street

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music

It’s the only kind of life, you’ll ever understand

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music

You’ll never make a wife to a home lovin' man

A-drinkin' and a-dancin', to a Honky-Tonk band

Is the only kind of life, you will ever understand

Go on and have your fun, you think you played it smart

But I’m sorry for you, in your Honky-Tonk heart

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music

It’s the only kind of life, you’ll ever understand

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music

You’ll never make a wife to a home lovin' man