Whiskey Bar
There’s a courthouse at the end of our boulevard There are people crying with broken hearts Some are excited ‘bout leaving this town While others gone broken and down Would be nice to meet you again Maybe we could go out for a beer or maybe two three twelve hell I don’t care…
Another night breaks like glass against the wall Someone’s shouting they want me to go home All those golden signs have passed me by Please shed some light on my crumbling sky
Where’s the next whiskey bar Where’s the next whiskey bar I’m just walking down this boulevard Where’s the next whiskey bar
Tired of forgetting people’s faces Tired of rolling ‘round those same old places I just wanna place my final order One last kiss and then it’s over
Where’s the next whiskey bar Where’s the next whiskey bar I’m just walking down this boulevard Where’s the next whiskey bar
Where’s the next whiskey bar Where’s the next whiskey bar I’m just walking down this boulevard Where’s the next whiskey bar |