Letra de Cool Little Bars - Ashley McBryde

One, two, three, four

There's still a cigarette machine by the shuffleboard

A coin-drop jukebox full of songs you don't hear much anymore

Names and dates carved right into the tabletops

An old pickle jar sittin' on the bar where your money goes

Same old dudes every afternoon playin' dominoes

Six bucks buys a cold beer and a shot

And I pray time just forgets

To turn places like this into

Drive-thrus and condos

Lord knows we need those

Little holes in the wall

For lost souls and old stray dogs

God bless two-for-ones and broken hearts

And cool little bars

The faded paint is covered up with dollar bills

From regulars and amateurs that all had time to kill

It's cookie-cutter corporate on this street

So, Lord, as I sit me down to drink

I pray time just forgets

To turn places like this into

Drive-thrus and condos

Lord knows we need those

Little holes in the wall

For lost souls and old stray dogs

God bless two-for-ones and broken hearts

And cool little bars

Now I ain't sure how long this one's been around

But I know for sure I'm on holy ground

And I pray time just forgets

To turn places like this into

Drive-thrus and condos

Lord knows we need those

Little holes in the wall

For lost souls and old stray dogs

God bless two-for-ones and broken hearts

God bless two-for-ones and broken hearts

And cool little bars

Cool little bars

Cool little bars

Cool little bars

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