Lyrics:
for a real good time
And I need a buzz that lasts
So hey barkeep when you come by
Won't you fill me a whiskey glass
I'll drink alone (I'll drink alone)
face
Never shoulda put her on a pedestal
Cause my higher power is Happy Hour
And I'm about to cleanse my soul
Barkeep line'em up
Boys what's it gonna be
until we do
Come pull up a chair me friend
We’ll pour a shot for you
High-O! We’ll drink one to the barmaids!
High-O! One for the barkeep, too!
High-O!
Well, it's bought and it's payed for, parked outside of the bar
And hey barkeep, what's keepin' you, keep pourin' drinks
For all these palookas, hey,
You're longer dead than alive, hold your whiskey high
Barkeep swinging on the bell, send the devil back to Hell
Bullet through the liver and rotting
Mr. Stagger Lee
Barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way
And I kick motherfucking asses like you every day"
Mr Stagger Lee
Well those were
the bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee"
Mr. Stagger Lee
Well the barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way
And I kick motherfucking asses
the bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee"
Mr. Stagger Lee
Well the barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way
And I kick motherfucking asses
come closing time
[Chorus]
It's 2 am, it's last call, baby.
The barkeep's gone, I'll walk you home now
Save me, baby
[Chorus]
as clear as crystal
We should thank the lord for that
Sit you down and hear my story
Find somewhere for my hat
A barkeep takes a stranger's hat
know who I am?"
The barkeep said, "No, and I don't give a good god-damn!"
To Stagger Lee
He said, “Well bartender, it's plain to see
I'm that bad
hailed to the barkeep, "Sir, please fill me in
What's the deal with that red violin?"
He said, "Oh, where does the time go?
I'm a tapster, I'm a taverner,
me now, guess I’m drunk again
Set ’em up, barkeep
One for the road
We’ll drink to the children
And the stories they told
Singin’ yippee ki, yippee
Hey yo, Barkeep, pour another round
Cuz I ain't showing signs of slowing down
The night's still young
And I ain't gonna stop till this Henny bottle's
worry was the barkeep and last call
And just tryin' find a hole in the bottle
But we never did
I was in the wrong place at the right time
I know this
every single word to every radio song
Shoulda known better than to turn it on
And I see your shade of blue eyes
When that barkeep looks into mine
I find
Waiting on the best ever margarita
Surely it's five o'clock somewhere
I'll be the barkeep and the DJ the singer in the band
I'll be the only reason this
dues just to get me by
Now the barkeeps would pay us by the crowds we bring
But those son-of-bitches never paid us one damn thing
And my poor Daddy,
The barkeep's in a bad mood
Playing with his chains
Talking about a blood moon
Asking how I found this place
My eyes are drained
From the one that
and boogie too
you're a bad shopkeeper
a sad barkeep
got your bar in the street with the gunslingers
we got the tales to tell
you can't have your boogie
The soundman’s getting angry
And the barkeep’s lost his smile
The late crowd’s always cranky
I’m sticking round here for awhile
You’re tuning up your
Nothing
So when the lights go down, and everyone's going back to town
When the bathroom drugs run out, and the barkeep's taking up her count
And you find
She's the bar-keep
Breathless beauty, so much you'd weep
Try my special, forget your trouble
Just what I need, make mine a double
Tumbler produced, liquid
Well I was sitting up at Coolhand Luke’s
Minding my own gaze
When up strolled Warren Beatty
And Miss Faye Dunaway
He calls out to the barkeep
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