Lyrics

There’s a fool in the mirror
Looking back across the bar
Reflections of a woman
Whose world just fell apart

Now the life we built together
And the golden rings are gone
And this whiskey burns his mem’ries
And it looks like the race is on

I’ve got Jones on the jukebox
And you on my mind
I’m slowly going crazy
A quarter at a time
He stopped lovin’ her today
Oh but I’m still doin’ time
I’ve got Jones on the jukebox
And you on my mind

The cowboys in the corner
Are makin’ eyes at me
But I just wanna be alone
With your memory

Now the music’s good and country
And the whiskey’s feelin’ right
You won’t be back but George and Jack
Will help me through the night

I’ve got Jones on the jukebox
And you on my mind
I’m slowly going crazy
A quarter at a time
He stopped lovin’ her today
Oh but I’m still doin’ time
I’ve got Jones on the jukebox
And you on my mind