Dive Bar - Gord Bamford

Midnight confessions Whiskey therapy sessions Buying drinks to buy some time Beneath the stained glass neon lights While the bartender listens As long as you're tippin' It's a place to heal and a place to hurt After a long week of hell it's like Sunday at church You'll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth The jukebox choir singing in a corner booth We're here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain Everybody's welcome at the church of the dive bar saints Yeah Well the bartop's been baptized In spilled beer and cheap wine Oooh, this congregation doesn't judge But they take your keys if you've had too much They got your back here That's why we keep coming back here It's a place to heal and a place to hurt After a long week of hell it's like Sunday at church You'll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth The jukebox choir singing in the corner booth We're here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain Everybody's welcome at the church of the dive bar saints Yeah, the Dive Bar Saints Oh that marquee shines like a beacon of hope Come find your second chance in that second-hand smoke It's a place to heal and a place to hurt After a long week of hell it's like Sunday at church (Hallelujah) You'll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth The jukebox choir singing in the corner booth We're here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain Everybody's welcome at the church (everybody's welcome at the church) Yeah everybody's welcome to the church of the dive bar saints Yeah, the Dive Bar Saints Everybody's welcome at the church Of the Dive Bar Saints

I turn my face towards the light For a little While Hoping to soak it in Thinking maybe somehow, it'll ignite a fire That burned out from the constant rejection You're good but rejection she's better Just keep keepin on But if it's alright I'd like to sing y'all a song About a dive bar dreamer in her dime store boots She is a constant believer in always stickin' to her roots She spends her days writing songs that the labels don't wanna hear And she spends her nights playin for tips and beer And you know her well cuz she's standin' right hеre She's a dive bar drеamer-er-er-er A dive bar dreamer-----er-er I tell myself it's all gonna be alright Rome wasn't built in a day You knew what was coming when you chose this life A lot of hurry up and wait But I promise that your time is coming Just keep keepin on Until then I'm gonna sing y'all this song About a dive bar dreamer in her dime store boots She is a constant believer in always stickin' to her roots She spends her days writing songs that the labels don't wanna hear And she spends her nights playin for tips and beer She'll rise Like the smoke in the neon lights She'll rise Like every glass in the air tonight She'll rise Rise above all her doubts and fears tonight She'll rise, I will rise Cuz I'm a dive bar dreamer in my dime store boots I am a constant believer in always stickin' to my roots I'll spend my days writing songs that the labels don't wanna hear And I spend my nights playin' for tips and beer But I'm living my dream as sure as I stand here Cuz I'm a dive bar dreamer-er-er-er I'm a dive bar dreamer----er-er I'm a dive bar dreamer

Dave in the corner, doing karaoke I walked in and everybody knows me It's one of those places, still looks smoky And I look smokin' This plain white tank top It could be a black dress Miller lite champagne Can't nobody care less All the critics here are easy to impress And don't I know it All eyes on the high-rise Levi's in the low light Boys say, 'hey there, ain't you a sight You can write my name in sharpie on the wall But you can't take me home When they're calling last call Two dollar buzz, breaking neon hearts I look pretty damn good in a dive bar Brittany knows it's always Pickle juice and vodka Kitchen's closed honey Don't worry I got ya Pour me one more Even though I oughta not to And I don't really dance But I might All eyes on the high rise Levi's in the low light Boys say "hey there, ain't you a sight" You can write my name in sharpie on the wall But you can't take me home When they're calling last call 2 dollar buzz breaking neon hearts I look pretty damn good in a dive bar The red lipstick on the bathroom mirror The maybe I don't give a shit atmosphere Momma raised me humble but I can't lie I look pretty damn good in here I look pretty damn good All eyes on the high rise Levi's in the low light Boys say "hey there, ain't you a sight" You can write my name in sharpie on the wall But you can't take me home When they're calling last call 2 dollar buzz breaking neon hearts I look pretty damn good in a dive bar I look pretty damn good in a dive bar

Girl I think it's time for a little me and you A little cut loose, unwind, tie one on I'm talking bout the two of us Kicking up some dust in my old truck I hope you're up for Getting down from a back road, down on a slow road Down to some old school rocking on the radio Down on some long decks down by the river side Down in the truck bed, down to some all night Girl I hope you're up for getting down Girl every time that I'm away All I can think is I can't wait to get back home Thinking bout your lips on mine, your blue eyes And making love, girl I hope you're up for Getting down from a back road, down on a slow road Down to some old school rocking on the radio Down on some long decks down by the river side Down in the truck bed, down to some all night Girl I hope you're up for getting down Getting down from a back road, down on a slow road Down to some old school rocking on the radio Down on some long decks down by the river side Down in the truck bed, down to some all night Girl I hope you're up for getting down Yeah girl I hope you're up for getting down For getting down Girl I think it's time for a little me A little cut loose, unwind, tie one on

She's like a drop of rain From a clear blue sky When my throat is dry She's like a tall glass, full of love Or a ... flying through the clouds With both her arms around My heart, she can turn a bad day into dust She's unreal So out of this world Unreal So down to earth So good, for me So wide, so deep Her love The way it makes me feel She's unreal It's like a honeysuckle, Blooming in the snow A warm kiss in the cold And the shade of a purple moon When I trip and fall She always has my hand Right there when I land When I am down, She's running my rescue She's unreal So out of this world Unreal So down to earth So good, for me So wide, so deep Her love The way it makes me feel She's unreal She's like waking up in a dream Walking around in my sleep A touch of heaven, totally surreal She's unreal Unreal She's like waking up in a dream Walking around in my sleep A touch of heaven, totally surreal She's unreal Unreal She's so good, for me So wide, so deep Her love The way it makes me feel She's unreal

I like old leather saddles Old cowboy lever actions From back when the West was Wild And I like guitars from the 50s And ghost town whiskey And boots that don't go outta style Old, cool I guess I'm old school So in love with you I wanna grow Old I'm gonna take a bunch of pictures Watch your hair turn silver One single pretty strand at a time And I'm gonna rock our baby's babies Right beside you baby And squeeze the most out of this life Old, but cool I guess I'm old school So in love with you I wanna grow Old As I long as you're there beside me Every night when I dream I can only hope that one day I'm gonna wake up and be Old But not too old, haha Old, cool I guess I'm old school So in love with you I wanna grow Old I wanna grow old with you I wanna grow old with you I wanna grow old with you, baby I wanna grow old with you I wanna grow old with you I wanna grow old with you, baby