Lyrics:
(Verse 1) Down at White Horse, where the twang don't quit, Barkeep's lookin' mad, says, "Man, that's it." Stumblin' out the door, with a whiskey
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
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
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
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,
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
a couple tricks hidden up my sleeve But when the lights come on, man it's time to leave They call me the Barkeep, I be keeping the bar I've drank with
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
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
getting empty Barkeep's seen it all before This ain't nothing new But you and I know something He'll never understand This could be a brand new chance
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
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