Bar Room Blues

Drinking fools and six gun dudes
Strange drifters with nothing to lose
They got time and money to burn
Barroom blues, barroom blues

Travel light, just one night guests
Dream seekers in brocade vests
They spread the money around
This dusty old town
Barroom blues

Card games and dance hall girls
Medicine shows selling bottled thrills
To cure your ills and kill the pain

Getting tight and watching the fight
Nobody could win or lose
Got to pay every day for living this way
Barroom blues

Empty streets with no heartbeat
Busted bottles that make men weep
Sad tales and stories to tell
With those who knew
Barroom blues

Card games and dance hall girls
Medicine shows selling bottled thrills
To cure your ills and kill the pain

Cowboy, gonna ride into town
Cowboy, gonna have a ho-down
Cowboy, hope you brought your money, Lord
Cowboy, they all see where you're
Coming from
You're just another dusty old bum
Cowboy, get yourself straight
Cowboy, don't you know the ladies are
Waiting to take you
Take you for another ride

Card games and dance hall girls
Medicine men selling bottled thrills
To cure your ills and kill the pain