THE LIGHTS ARE ON
CLINT BLACK
 

MOVE SLOWLY THROUGH MY DRESSER DRAWER
PUT MY BLUE JEANS ON
FIND MY COWBOY BOOTS, MY BUTTON DOWN
STRAP MY TIME PIECE ON MY ARM
GRAB MY BILLFOLD, MY POCKET CHANGE
JUST RUN THIS OLD ROUTINE
THEN ITS OUT THE DOOR AND DOWN THE STREET
BUT ITS NOT REALLY ME

{CHORUS}

I STILL COMB MY HAIR THE SAME
STILL LIKE THE SAME COLOGNE
AND I STILL DRIVE THAT PICK-UP TRUCK
THAT THE SAME OLD BANK STILL OWNS
SINCE YOU LEFT EVERYBODY SAYS
I'M NOT THE GUY THEY'VE KNOWN
THE LIGHTS ARE ON BUT NOBODY'S HOME

{LEAD}

CUP OF COFFEE IN THE MORNIN'
IT'S JUST FOOD FOR THE BRAIN
I'VE BEEN UP SINCE OUR LAST GOOD-BYE
HAVEN'T FELT A THING AND NOW THERE’S
PAINS IN MY HEAD AND PAINS IN MY CHEST
I THINK I'M LOSING MY HAIR
I'M A HALF A MAN WITH HALF A MIND
TO THINK YOU DIDN'T CARE
{REPEAT CHORUS}

{REPEAT LEAD}

{TAG}
SINCE YOU LEFT EVERYBODY SAYS
I'M NOT THE GUY THEY'VE KNOWN
THE LIGHTS ARE ON BUT NOBODY'S HOME