It Wasn't God Who Made Honky Tonk Angels

This white circle on my fingers shows I’m free

I’m not sure if that’s the way I want to be

Loving you might be a habit I can’t break

What a difference a small white circle make?

As I sit here tonight, the jukebox playing

The tune about the wild side of love

And as I listened to the words you are saying

It brings memories when I put a trusted wife

It wasn’t God who made honky tonk angels

As you said in the words of your song

Too many times, married men think they’re still single

That has caused many young good girls to go wrong

It’s a shame that all the plain is all us women

It’s not true that only you may feel the same

From the start most stubborn heart can simmer broken

Was because there always was a man to blaim

It wasn’t God who made honky tonk angels

As you said in the words of your song

Too many times, married men think they’re still single

That has caused many young good girls to go wrong