He was too old for that bar but it was the only one around And he needed a beer So that's where he was found He took an empty stool amid the jocks and punks He could take them all to school when it came to being drunks
Miles from home again He was overdrawn on luck Hoping that tomorrow they'd find that part for his truck So he drank a beer, then two as a rock band hit the stage When all he wanted to do was have a drink with folks his age
(Refrain:) Then the beer it turned to whiskey The barmaid ran a tab You can hit freefall until last call when you're traveling by cab
There were young girls in the mirror with no trouble on their minds As the picture became clearer he stared ahead just to look behind Then the band kicked off their first set They wore their guitars well There was anger, light and speed, every whistle, every bell
They had smoke bombs, they had lasers The singer banged his tambourine But it's hard to play the music when you're a pinball machine Then the drummer took a lighter and set fire to his sticks as the barmaid squealed with laughter and said, "That's one of my favorite tricks."
(Refrain)
As the whiskey took the driver's seat he touched his wedding ring He kept thinking of Chuck Berry, Howlin' Wolf and B.B. King Then the band it took a break and it was possible to talk As the barmaid poured a free one she said, "Don't they really rock?"
At first he had no words so he drank his whiskey down Then he slid off his barstool and stood on shaky ground. He said, "That ain't rock'n'roll. That's just Vaudeville plugging in." And she looked up and said, "Ain't that the way it's always been?"
(Refrain #2:) The beer will turn to whiskey The barmaid runs a tab The years spin by in a free fall Till you're traveling by cab
Compositor: William T Morrissey ECAD: Obra #16896370