Tonight The Bartender Is On The Wrong Side Of The Bar

Tonight the bartender is on the wrong side of the bar I'm working on the night shift in the lonely part of town A place where people go when troubles got 'em down Each night a row of faces stare back at me Cryin' bartender can't you please cure my misery Each man wants a story, consolation, and a beer But tonight they're alone 'cause I'm not really here My mind is on that woman who was the world to me She got tired of this life I live, so she's found new company So less talk, more music I'll pay, you choose it Tonight I'm as blue as you are Less talk, more music You pour the booze and I'll abuse it Tonight the bartender is on the wrong side of the bar Tonight the bartender is on the wrong side of the bar