God bless this bar
With the soiled wooden floors
The heads that always turn when I walk through the door
God bless this bar
The jukebox never changes
Neither do the faces
That hold my broken heart
God bless this bar
God bless this girl
No matter what I do
She always pulls through and comes back for more
God bless this girl
Hiding behind that smile
When she's really crying like a child
Who learned the world was never pure
God bless this girl
God bless my time
He's always pointing his fingers
Making me remember that all this is on the line
God bless my time
I'm feeling more lost
And keep coming up more short with every year that passes by