There's a honky-tonk on the edge of town
I used to call my second home.
It's a place I'd go just to get away,
When I wanted to be alone.
Well early one mornin, I had a fight with my darlin.
That went from bad to worse.
It ended when she said, "your second home,
Just became your first".

* chorus
Now the juke box is my alarm clock.
I wake up in a corner booth.
I don't have a tab, don't need no cab,
'cause the dance floor's my living room.
Well I might die from a broken heart,
but I'll never die of thirst.
Now that my second home has become my first

Well, I don't have to pay no mortgage.
I don't have to mow no lawn.
A lot of friends come see me,
some stay until the break of dawn.
I can paint the town without leavin the house,
I can feel good til it hurts.
Now that home sweet second home
Just became my first

*chorus
Tag; Lord, now that my second home has become my first