The Bar's Getting Lower

(albüm: Stronger Than The Truth - 2019)

Her mama always told her to hold out for a good man
Sounded like a good plan all those years ago
A little house with a picket fence
Simple life with a couple kids
But tonight she's just looking for a shoulder

She was hoping for pink champagne
But she'll settle for well whiskey
Saw herself in a long white gown
Not downtown getting tipsy
And that one-night stand walking through the door
Ain't the marrying kind, yeah that's for sure
But she's getting older
And the bar's getting lower

Her dreams are disappearing like smoke from his cigarette
She hasn't said "Yes," but she's thinking she might
The closer it gets to closing time
A lonely heart will take a pick-up line
Anything to get her through the night

'Cause she was hoping for pink champagne
But she'll settle for well whiskey
Saw herself in a long white gown
Not downtown getting tipsy
And that drunk cowboy telling her lies
Ain't the John Wayne she had in mind
But she's getting older
And the bar's getting lower

She could thank him for the drink and walk away
Live to love another day
But she's getting older
And the night's getting colder
And the bar's getting lower
The bar's getting lower