Out Of Order
Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart 
©COPYRIGHT 11–6-2025 All Rights Reserved ©


(Verse 1)
The neon's buzzin' at the "Dew Drop Inn" 
I slide onto the same old stool again 
Bartender nods, don't have to ask me twice 
Just slides a bourbon over, heavy on the ice.
 I'm searchin' my pocket for a little relief
 A two-dollar bill and a whole lot of grief 
Need a sad song to match the way I feel 
Something 'bout a heartache that's a little too real.

(Verse 2)
 I walked over to the corner, where the colors used to glow 
That sacred box of vinyl, playin' somethin' sad and low
 I had a quarter ready, just to hear George Jones complain 
But my hand stopped in mid-air When I saw it, plain as pain.


(Chorus)
There's a hand-drawn sign, taped on the glass 
Said, "Don't bother, buddy, this one didn't last." 
In big black marker, underlined in red 
Were the two words stickin' right inside my head: 
OUT OF ORDER Yeah, my heart's on the blink 
That old jukebox and me, we got more in common than you think.

(Verse 3) 
It's supposed to play the hits, it's supposed to light the room 
Supposed to cure the silence, and chase away the gloom 
But the plug's pulled from the wall, the lights are cold and dead 
Just like every promise that you ever said. 
You were the song I played, over and over 
'Til the needle wore it out, and you were sober 
Now I'm just a hollow shell, a box of broken parts 
A "Do Not Play" sticker right across my heart.


(Chorus)
There's a hand-drawn sign, taped on the glass 
Said, "Don't bother, buddy, this one didn't last." 
In big black marker, underlined in red 
Were the two words stickin' right inside my head: 
OUT OF ORDER Yeah, my heart's on the blink 
That old jukebox and me, we got more in common than you think.


(Bridge) 
You can kick the damn thing, you can feed it dollar bills But it won't play 
"He Stopped Loving Her Today" and it never will. 
It's just full of wires, dust, and memories 
And that sounds an awful lot like me.


(Chorus)
There's a hand-drawn sign, taped on the glass 
Said, "Don't bother, buddy, this one didn't last." 
In big black marker, underlined in red 
Were the two words stickin' right inside my head: 
OUT OF ORDER Yeah, my heart's on the blink 
That old jukebox and me, we got more in common than you think.

(Outro) 
Yeah, that old machine and me... 
We're just sittin' in the dark.
Out of order. 
(Spoken, to bartender) "Guess I'll just drink this one in silence."


Out Of Order 11-6-25

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