Russ Edwards

(spoken)
I( met him in a bar one afternoon …
He said, “man sit down and let me buy you a beer” …
And then he told me his story.
He said …

Pretty soon now she’s gonna call me on the phone.
She’s gonna beg me to forgive her;
Beg me to come home.
She knows she can reach me in this bar.
It’s where I always come to wait it out
When things have gone this far.

CHOR.
Third stool from the payphone …
Second wedding ring.
One more round and I’ll forget
I ever said that awful thing.
And maybe I’ll forget she said she’s gonna
Take the kids and leave.
Third stool from the payphone …
My land of make believe.

Pretty soon now she
She’s gonna call me on the phone.
She’s gonna cry and say she’s sorry;
Tell me she was wrong.
Three days now I’ve been living in this bar;
Sittin’ on this stool ‘til closing time …
Sleeping in my car.

CHOR.