Fathers Favorite Bar Room Singer by Walter Jones

Ah the walk past the bar is a tough one

I was the example on my way home never a drink I could not handle always dries to the bone

But from the window I heard her laughter and pride singing my song ripping out my insides
damn if I did not need to sing along

Come all ye bar room sinners come and sing me a song for I am lost in the dreams of my youth
and I am looking for some one to sing along

The glass on the table is half empty and the voice dry in grief she was my lady now she is now fast a sleep

So come all yee bar room singers come and sing me a song we are lost in the dreams of forever but for me forever is gone

Angels on the dance floor look me up and down they see the fun and laughter I try not to let them down

but time for me has been unkind and the whiskey hurts my sound I reach for the glass and throw another shot down

Come all ye bar room singers lets give it a go a toast to the good days a toast to love and more gold

Rip Van Winkle played it just right fell asleep for twenty years found him a soft warm life

Come and take my fingers lead me to your bed come all you bar room singers sing me song for the dead

Travel the hills of living find the castle tall if you are a dreamer dream for them all
Come all you bar room singers come and spend some time for the world is a mystery filled with all that you find.

Found me a poet sat him down next to me ran my fingers over the soul of his keys took the voice that gave and played him a new song he lost his life trying to sing along

Come all yee bar room ladies come and spend the night we are reason for living we are the passing of life

Laughter rings in the eyes of drink and smiles go before the lover and what they think

So come all ye bar room sinners come and sing me a song for I am lost in the dreams of my youth
and I am looking for some one to sing along

I staggered and fell my daughter opened the door and gave full rations of hell. Just like her mother drunk again she could tell. Hands on her hips a twinkle in her eye no need for me to lie whispered to me you be to drunk to die

Cold as the day before me soft as the stars in the sky cool wind is blowing a banshee
is coming, carriage set, but daughter is waiting, she an't letting me go just yet

So come all yee bar room singers come and sing me a song because I am bound to be going home

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Fathers Favorite Bar Room Singer
by Walter Jones (Age: 63)
copyright 10-22-2005

Age Rating: 13 to 127

Prose-n-Poetry.com

Fathers Favorite Bar Room Singer by Walter Jones (Age: 63) copyright 10-22-2005 Age Rating: 13 to 127

Fathers Favorite Bar Room Singer
by Walter Jones (Age: 63)
copyright 10-22-2005

Age Rating: 13 to 127