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There's a honky tonk across the tracks it's called the Lost and Found
And anytime both night or day you hear the jukebox sound
It's playing sad and lonesome songs that help the beer go down
You always have a song to count on at the Lost and Found
They always take good care of you at the Lost and Found
And when the closing lights come on you're still hanging round
Cause if you're in for a penny then you're in for a pound
You always seem to lose yourself at the Lost and Found
guitar - steel
The proprietor sets you up a tab if you sink too deep
And the barmaid gently wake you if you fall asleep
And asks you if you need a cab or maybe one more round
They always take good care of you at the Lost and Found
They always take good care of you...
You always seem to lose yourself at the Lost and Found