Bartenders Blues

<br>Now Im just a bartender<br><br>And I dont like my work<br><br>But I dont mind the money at all<br><br>I see lots of sad faces<br><br>And lots of bad cases<br><br>Of folks with their backs to the wall<br><br><br><br>Chorus:<br><br>But I need four walls around me to hold my life<br><br>To keep me from going a-stray<br><br>And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight<br><br>To keep me from slipping away<br><br><br><br>I can light up your smokes<br><br>I can laugh at your jokes<br><br>I can watch you fall down on your knees<br><br>I can close down this bar<br><br>I can gas up my car<br><br>I can pack up and mail in my key<br><br><br><br>Chorus:<br><br><br><br>Now, the smoke fills the air<br><br>In this honky-tonk bar<br><br>And Im thinking bout where Id rather be<br><br>But I burned all my bridges<br><br>I sank all my ships<br><br>And Im stranded at the edge of the sea<br><br><br><br>Chorus: