This Bar Inherits the Meek
His rebound romance
Is a sad affair with alcohol
Now he's bar-stool bottle-necking
Most every night
He says he wouldn't run to her
Even if she called
But damned if he don't keep checking
Left and right
He says put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
Teary trauma, dreary drama
Barroom backdrop
He's shot glassy-eyed
Trying to hang on
With face down toward a bottle
Staring down the barrel of a gun
He's been dying slowly
Ever since she's been gone
He says put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks right past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
One more of love's
Wounded weary veterans
Flanked by two dead soldiers
Just finished off
In this emergency ward
For the emotionally shattered
To whom all that ever mattered
Has gone off
He says put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks right past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
So lady, wherever you are
I know your story
I've heard this man's sad tale
Each night this week
I don't know who inherits the earth
Or grabs the glory
But I do know that
This bar inherits the meek
Put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks right past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
Put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks right past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
Is a sad affair with alcohol
Now he's bar-stool bottle-necking
Most every night
He says he wouldn't run to her
Even if she called
But damned if he don't keep checking
Left and right
He says put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
Teary trauma, dreary drama
Barroom backdrop
He's shot glassy-eyed
Trying to hang on
With face down toward a bottle
Staring down the barrel of a gun
He's been dying slowly
Ever since she's been gone
He says put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks right past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
One more of love's
Wounded weary veterans
Flanked by two dead soldiers
Just finished off
In this emergency ward
For the emotionally shattered
To whom all that ever mattered
Has gone off
He says put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks right past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
So lady, wherever you are
I know your story
I've heard this man's sad tale
Each night this week
I don't know who inherits the earth
Or grabs the glory
But I do know that
This bar inherits the meek
Put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks right past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
Put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David lend me a dime
Put on some music
Put on some music
Then he gets up and walks right past the jukebox
And heads for the phone one more time
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Writer(s): David Bray
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