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Brand new pair of cowboy boots, he’s got his best jeans on.Says he’s goin out on the town, says he’s gonna tie one on. It’s been awhile now since he’s seen a bar;Been awhile now since the town has seen him.He dropped out for a little while; he says he’s droppin back in again. CHOURSWhere those angel’s go? The one’s that keep an eye on him?I guess he forgot their help gonna try it on his own again. Some of those folks remembered him; nobody could call him by nameThey went on talkin about the other night and back to their drinkin again.The Bartender smiled. She’d seen him before, she was waiting for him.They talked about how back in 93 he said he wasn’t comin back in again. Where those angels go, the ones that keep an eye on him? I guess he forgot their help, gonna try it on his…… own again. SOLO Something inside him pulled like a string, something that the bartender saidHe laid a hundred by her hand and said I’m glad you’re still here.Walkin out now he never looked back, There was fear that he might stumble and fall.He knew that if he drank and looked in the mirror, He wouldn’t see himself there at all. How do those angels know, when to keep an eye on himI guess that bartender’s about as close as an angel will get. |