[Intro]
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
There's still a cigarette machine by the shuffleboard
A coin-drop jukebox full of songs you don't hear much anymore
Names and dates carved right into the tabletops
An old pickle jar sittin' on the bar where your money goes
Same old dudes every afternoon playin' dominoes
Six bucks buys a cold beer and a shot
[Chorus]
And I pray time just forgets
To turn places like this into
Drive-thrus and condos
Lord knows we need those
Little holes in the wall
For lost souls and old stray dogs
God bless two-for-ones and broken hearts
And cool littlе bars
[Verse 2]
The faded paint is coverеd up with dollar bills
From regulars and amateurs that all had time to kill
It's cookie-cutter corporate on this street
So, Lord, as I sit me down to drink
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
There's still a cigarette machine by the shuffleboard
A coin-drop jukebox full of songs you don't hear much anymore
Names and dates carved right into the tabletops
An old pickle jar sittin' on the bar where your money goes
Same old dudes every afternoon playin' dominoes
Six bucks buys a cold beer and a shot
[Chorus]
And I pray time just forgets
To turn places like this into
Drive-thrus and condos
Lord knows we need those
Little holes in the wall
For lost souls and old stray dogs
God bless two-for-ones and broken hearts
And cool littlе bars
[Verse 2]
The faded paint is coverеd up with dollar bills
From regulars and amateurs that all had time to kill
It's cookie-cutter corporate on this street
So, Lord, as I sit me down to drink
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