There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one

You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

Say you will be alright
Say you will be alright
Say you’ll get through the night Say you’ll get to the light.

Sorry buddy, it just got too emotional for me
Making music so great it could move the heart of a caveman And cast it to the sea
We played three nights in a summer and God, I’ll remember The smiles on those faces forever
But then our blue skies turned to grey Couldn’t watch you throw it all away
And now I love the girl you used to love It wasn’t planned, it just happened Miss you, my friend
I miss your songs, I miss the band