Bartender’s BluesJames Taylor

Now I'm just a bartender and I don't like my work
But I don't mind the money at all
I see a lots of sad faces, a lots of bad cases
Of folks with their backs to the wall

But I need four walls around me to hold my life
To keep me from going astray
And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight
To keep me from slipping away

I can light up your smokes
I can laugh at your jokes
I can watch you fall down on your knees
I can close down this bar
I can gas up my car
I can pack up and mail in my key

But I need four walls around me to hold my life
To keep me from going astray
And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight
To keep me from slipping away

Now, the smoke fills the air in this honky-tonk bar
And I'm thinking about where I'd rather be
But I burned all my bridges, I sank all my ships
And I'm stranded at the edge of the sea

But I need four walls around me to hold my life
To keep me from going astray
I need a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight
To keep me from slipping away