Barfly’s Prayer

S. Celestini © 2009

Now I sit me down to drink I pray this bar my mind to shrink If my right hand should start to shake This whiskey glass my left please take When I fall from where I sit Prop me up, don't let me quit Wish I could buy the house a round A'fore her cold heart knocks me down Take me to the sweet bye and bye Lemme hear the angels sing on high Lord I refuse to move from this chair Till you hear this two-bit barfly's prayer Wasn't always down and out Used to love to twist and shout Met her on a Main Street cruise Long before I hit the booze, but Then I went to Vietnam To kill for my dear Uncle Sam She went to town to demonstrate When I got home she was MIA REPEAT CHORUS Spent the day on an exit ramp Begging quarters like a tramp I can't tell what the drivers think Too blind from cataracts and drink, I Wonder if she's happy now Got some kids in a little house What I'd give to realize The way I first looked in her eyes REPEAT CHORUS Lord I refuse to move from this chair Till you hear this two-bit barfly's prayer

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