Turn It On, Turn It Up, Turn Me Loose

Well, I'm back again for another night, Of trying to break free from this sadness that i can't lay to rest. This old honky-tonk sure does feel like home, And the music with the laughter seem to soothe my loneliness. Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose, From his memorys driving me lonely, crazy and blue. It helps me forget him, so the louder the better: Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose. If a tear should fall, if i should whisper his name, To some stranger i'm holdin' while we're dancin' to an old Buck Owens song. I know he won't mine, he won't even know. He'll be dancing with a memory, crying teardrops of his own. Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose, From his memorys that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue. It helps me forget him, so the louder the better: Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose. Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose, From his memorys that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue. It helps me forget him, so the louder the better: Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose. Yeah, mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose.