Song Description
30 years of playing in bars. These are all true stories.
This a live recording from Pooley's from Nov.2009.
| Song Length |
6:49 |
Genre |
Country - Rock, |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Ain't it funny after three or four drinks
We all find the courage to say what we think
I've been a bar stool eye witness to so many things
Hanging out in Barland, Hanging out in Barland.
Sally and her date were dancing, spinning and getting plastered
He was showing off and swinging her faster and faster
Sally lost her front teeth on the end of a Telecaster
Hanging out in Barland, Hanging out in Barland.
Tommy's poor liver couldn't take it anymore
He almost checked out on us a month or so before
But Tommy fought back and now he's slammed with those
medical bills
We're all here to help raise some cash feeling blessed that he's here still yea Hanging out in Barland.
Clyde's looking to me, says "what you got for the head?"
I look back and say nothing Clyde, nothing more need be said
We just step out back and wander, while we take our daily bread
We agree that life is pretty good, getting paid to do this, Yeah!
Hanging out in Barland. (solo)
It's a sunny place for shady people
At the Eldorado Cafe
At the base of the Red Lady
Oh be joyful let us pray
I was there the night John Lennon died
A Monday Night Football game
Drank so much I saw Ringo
Make the winning play, yeah.
Hanging out in Barland. Hanging out in Barland. Hanging out in Barland.
On the night of the bomb scare
Someone heard someone say
They left a little something to blow us all away
And when they vacated the building, we took the Sunday Jams outside
Held a Bomb Scare Revival for all the Passers by
Hanging out in Bar Town!
Sunshine took her top off and danced up on the floor
Some of the other ladies joined her and they put on a hell of a show
I just simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad, Hanging out in Barland.
Hanging out in Barland!
There are thousands more stories in a thousand other Bars
Thousands of winners and losers showing off their scars
And I've met so many dear friends who've opened up my heart
Hanging out in Barland.