Includes this track and 11 more Lower Broadway hits with your Music Download Card purchase.
Layla's Kind Of Night
Walkin’ down Broadway, neon’s glowin’ bright,
Music pourin’ out into the summer night,
Step inside, hear that fiddle cry,
Smells like whiskey, laughter, and southern pride.
They got vintage plates hangin’ up on the ceiling,
Every name, every town’s got its own kind of feeling,
Strangers turn to friends ‘fore the second round’s gone,
That’s just Layla’s, honey—where you feel at home.
It’s a Layla’s kind of night, where the lights shine low,
Honky-tonk angels take the stage and steal the show,
Where the whiskey’s smooth and the smiles run wide,
Yeah, southern hospitality is pouring inside!
A sweet old timer tips his hat my way,
Says, Darlin’ you were born for a place like this today,
The band strikes up and the floor comes alive,
One more song, let’s keep this dream alive.
They got vintage plates hangin’ up on the ceiling,
Every name, every town’s got its own kind of feeling,
Strangers turn to friends ‘fore the second round’s gone,
That’s just Layla’s, honey—where you feel at home.
It’s a Layla’s kind of night, where the lights shine low,
Honky-tonk angels take the stage and steal the show,
Where the whiskey’s smooth and the smiles run wide,
Yeah, southern hospitality is pouring inside!
A little bit of old school, a little bit of new,
That’s how we do it on Broadway Avenue,
From the license plates to the neon glow,
It’s a honky-tonk heaven, everybody knows!
It’s a Layla’s kind of night, where the lights shine low,
Honky-tonk angels take the stage and steal the show,
Where the whiskey’s smooth and the smiles run wide,
Yeah, southern hospitality is pouring inside!
So pour me one more, keep the music strong,
At Layla’s in Nashville, where I belong.