It was an early morning bar room, And the place just opened up. And the little man come in so fast and Started at his cup. And the broad who served the whisky She was a big old friendly girl. And she tried to fight her empty nights By smilin' at the world. And she said "Hey Bub, It's been awhile Since you been around. Where the hell you been hidin'? And why you look so down?" But the little man just sat there like he'd never heard a sound. The waitress she gave out with a cough, And acting not the least put off, She spoke once again. She said, "I don't want to bother you, Consider it's understood. I know I'm not no beauty queen, But I sure can listen good." And the little man took his drink in his hand And he raised it to his lips. He took a couple of sips. And he told the waitress this story. "I am the midnight watchman down at Miller's Tool and Die. And I watch the metal rusting, and I watch the time go by. A week ago at the diner I stopped to get a bite. And this here lovely lady she sat two seats from my right. And Lord, Lord, Lord she was alright. "Well, she was so damned beautiful she could warm a winter's frost. But she was long past lonely, and well nigh kinda lost. Now I'm not much of a mover, or a pick-em-up easy guy, But I decided to glide on over, and give her one good try. And Lord, Lord, Lord she was worth a try. "I was Tongued-tied like a school boy, and I stammered out some words. But it did not seem to matter much, 'cause I don't think she heard. She just looked clear on through me to a space back in my head. And it shamed me into silence, as quietly she said, 'If you want me to come with you, then that's all right with me. Cause I know I'm going nowhere, and anywhere's a better place to be. Anywhere's a better place to be.' "I drove her to my boarding house, and I took her up to my room. And I went to turn on the only light to brighten up the gloom. But she said, 'Please leave the light off, Oh I don't mind the dark.' And as her clothes all tumbled 'round her, I could hear my heart. The moonlight SHONE upon her as she lay back in my bed. It was the kind of scene I only had imagined in my head. I just could not believe it, to think that she was real. And as I tried to tell her she said 'Shhh. I know just how you feel. And if you want to come here with me, then that's all right with me. 'Cause I've been oh so lonely, lovin' someone is a better way to be. Anywhere's a better way to be.' "The morning came so swiftly as I held her in my arms. But she slept like a baby, snug and safe from harm. I did not want to share her or dare to break the mood, So before she woke I went out to buy us both some food. "I came back with my paper bag, to find that she was gone. She'd left a six word letter saying 'It's time that I moved on.'" The waitress took her bar rag, and she wiped it across her eyes. And as she spoke her voice came out as something like a sigh. She said "I wish that I was beautiful, or that you were halfway blind. And I wish I weren't so god-damned fat, I wish that you were mine. And I wish that you'd come with me, when I leave for home. For we both know all about loneliness, and livin' all alone." And the little man, Looked at the empty glass in his hand. And he smiled a crooked grin, He said, " I guess I'm out of gin. And know we both have been so lonely. And if you want me to come with you, then that's all right with me. 'Cause I know I'm goin' nowhere and anywhere's a better place to be."

This workin' like a dog has got me dog-tired Pushing twelve-hour days, pullin' all damn nighters But come five o'clock I'm the hell out of here Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer, yeah Thank God for the end of the week, hallelujah For some hell-bent people wanna burn right through Couple kegs in the back, let's tap 'em into gear Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer Line 'em up, up Throw 'em down, down Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer, yeah Guess Megan's single again, 'cause her and her friends They swinging like a wrecking ball when they came in Drinkin' so loud the whole bar could hear Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer Line 'em up, up Throw 'em down, down Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer I got 'em in the crosshairs like an old Red Ryder When it comes to a pop top, it's "Ready! Aim! Fire!" Crack a can, that's some damn music to my ears It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer Line 'em up, up Throw 'em down, down Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer Line 'em up, up Throw 'em down, down Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Got the boat on the water And the sun's getting hotter by the minute A bunch of nothin' planned And a cooler full of cold cans in it If the fish don't bite It'll be alright 'cause Life is good and right now it's only getting better And if I had my way, I'd be buzzin' out here forever All my 12 oz. buddies are about to disappear It's a good day to be me It's a bad day to be a beer I don't blame this brewski For sweatin' like it's guilty of something Laying in the ice, it had to know it's time was coming Call it destiny Think I'll raise one up for me 'cause Life is good, and right now it's only getting better And if I had my way, I'd be buzzin' out here forever All my 12 oz. buddies are about to disappear It's a good day to be me It's a bad day to be a beer I'm sorry I don't know how to thank ya I love ya, but someone's gotta drink ya Aw, play that tune loud And all my 12 oz. buddies are about to disappear It's a good day to be me, it's a bad day A good day to be me, it's a bad day A good day to be me It's a bad day to be a beer