Bartender's Blues

Now I'm just a bartender, And I don't like my work, But I don't mind the money at all. I see lots of sad faces And lots of bad cases Of folks with their backs to the wall. But I need four walls around me To hold my life, to keep me from going astray, And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight To keep me from slipping away. I can light up your smokes, I can laugh at your jokes, I can watch you fall down on your knees. I can close down this bar, I can gas up my car, I can pack up and mail in my key. But I need four walls around me To hold my life, to keep me from going astray, And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight To keep me from slipping away. Now, the smoke fills the air In this honky-tonk bar And I'm thinking 'bout where I'd rather be. But I burned all my bridges, I sank all my ships and I'm stranded at the edge of the sea. But I need four walls around me To hold my life, to keep me from going astray, And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight To keep me from slipping away.