James Taylor – Bartenders Blues (Ukulele)

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Now I'm just a bartender

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And I don't like my work

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But I don't mind the money at all

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I see lots of sad faces

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And lots of bad cases

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Of folks with their backs to the wall

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But I need four walls around me to hold my life

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To keep me from going a-stray

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And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight

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To keep me from slipping away

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I can light up your smokes

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I can laugh at your jokes

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I can watch you fall down on your knees

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I can close down this bar

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I can gas up my car

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I can pack up and mail in my key

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Now, the smoke fills the air

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In this honky-tonk bar

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And I'm thinking 'bout where I'd rather be

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But I burned all my bridges

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I sank all my ships

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And I'm stranded at the edge of the sea