Verse 1: Quarter drops, and the jukebox hums, Another round poured, here the good times come, Bar’s half wild and the night’s brand new, Every sad song feels like the truth. Chorus: Whiskey on the jukebox, fire in the glass, Heartbreak’s fading, the night won’t pass, Fiddle’s crying, boots hit the floor, Whiskey on the jukebox, play one more. Verse 2: Voices rise with a drunken cheer, Every chorus louder than the year before here, Neon glow paints the barroom crowd, Every story told just a little too loud. Chorus: Whiskey on the jukebox, fire in the glass, Heartbreak’s fading, the night won’t pass, Fiddle’s crying, boots hit the floor, Whiskey on the jukebox, play one more. Bridge: Lonely hearts find a song to share, Every melody hangs thick in the air, When the record spins, we all belong, Whiskey and the jukebox keep us strong. Chorus (repeat) Whiskey on the jukebox, fire in the glass, Heartbreak’s fading, the night won’t pass, Fiddle’s crying, boots hit the floor, Whiskey on the jukebox, play one more. Outro: Guitar fades under the steady hum of the jukebox, crowd singing the last line together.