Dim Lights, Thick Smoke (and Loud, Loud Music) Songtext
von Vern Gosdin

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
You′ll never make a wife to a home-loving man

A home and little children mean nothing 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 that bar down the street

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
Is 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-loving man


Drinking and dancing to a honky-tonk band
Is the only kind of life you'll ever understand
Go run and have your fun, you think you played it smart
I′m sorry for you and your honky-tonk heart

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
Is 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-loving man

Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
Is 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-loving man