Intro chords: 
D5  F#5  D5  F#5 
 
     D5                             F#5  
On a dark, deserted highway in the southwest Texas hills 
G5                                   A5 
I grew tired of the journey and the rollin' of the wheels 
     D5                                  F#5 
So I pulled off to the roadside there beneath the midnight moon 
   G5                                    A5              D5  
By flashing neon remnants that read The Lost Highway Saloon 
           D5                             F#5  
I walked into the rundown ruins time had left around the bend 
   G5                         A5 
An old man in a worn out hat smiled and said come in 
            D5                               F#5  
I dropped a nickel in the jukebox while the old man drew my beer 
      G5                                    A5                  D5 
And I let the sound of the music drown the road noise from my ears 
 
Chorus 1: 
     B5              F#5          G5              D5      D5 
Hank Williams sang a sad one as I sat back down again 
       B5      B5    G5     G5    E5             A5  
Then I heard a host of other ghostly voices joining in 
            B5               F#5         G5            D5 
There's was Ernest, Webb and Lefty in an old familiar tune 
        B5     B5    G5   G5       E5       A5     D5 
Playin' on the haunted jukebox at the Lost Highway Saloon 
 
 
There were people all around me where there was no one before 
And the clicking of their boot heels rambled thru the old dance floor 
The room was filled with laughter, Bob Wills fiddle played 
Tommy Duncan sang and the Texas Playboys played the night away 
 
 
Chorus 2: 
I listened to the songs I knew and a few I'd never heard 
As my heroes sang for me that night, I hung on every word 
I could smell the whiskey on Hank's breath and Patsy Cline's perfume 
All around the haunted jukebox at the Lost Highway Saloon 
 
 
(Spoken) 
Then the music softly fade, the laughter slowly died 
And the old man tipped his hat to me as I bid him goodnight 
He said you've come a long way, son, then he called me by my name 
And he said you've still got a long way to go and no two journey's ever end the same 
 
 
Chorus 3: 
Many times I've rode that highway lookin' for that place again 
But there's only hills and open fields and soon the highway ends 
I guess our time is like that open road and our lives are merely tunes 
Playin' on the haunted jukebox at the Lost Highway Saloon 
 
Tag: 
So if you see that light some lonely night, stop in and hear the tunes 
Playin' on the haunted jukebox at the Lost Highway Saloon