Love Don't Make The Bars - Remastered

Left my home to see the world, it nearly left me blind
I dreamed I'd find a pretty girl to come home to at night
I dreamed I'd be a family man, but dreams can fall apart
And you don't find working poor rooms
And love don't make the bars

The world was so much greener on the day I hit the road
The last time that I seen her, momma prayed I stayed at home
Now I can't tell the difference between the street lights and the stars
But you don't find working poor rooms
And love don't make the bars

I thought that love knocked on every door
And listening to the seashell you could hear the ocean roar
Now I can't tell the difference between the street lights and the stars
And you don't find working poor rooms
And love don't make the bars

No, you don't find working poor rooms
And love don't make the bars



Credits
Writer(s): Robert John Jones
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