A quiet little demo of a song I was hearing one recent morning… let me know if you’ve heard the lyrics somewhere before, they sound pretty familiar.
Hey bartender, pour another round
This glass is gettin’ low, so don’t you go and set that bottle down
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
I know I wanna see my woman tonight, so
Hey bartender, won’t you pour another round
Hey bartender, pop a top again
And while I got you listenin’, won’t you fill me up a double shot of gin
Music on the jukebox sounds just right
And I kinda like them neon lights, so
Hey bartender, won’t you pop a top again
Well that’s okay, I won’t drive
I just have to feel alive
Take my keys, lock the door
While I stroll out on the ol’ dance floor
Hey bartender, pour another round
Well I started out with nothing,
And I’m proud that I’m a self made man
But my friends, they all come crawlin’
Slap me on the back and say
Hey bartender, pour another round
Say bartender, did you pour another round
This wheel’s on fire, and I believe we’re sinkin’ down
Frowns to the left of me, smokers ashed my beer
Has anybody seen my woman still here, and
Say bartender, did you pour another round
Hey bartender, don’t you pour another round
