Play Melancholy Baby Sweetheart

As I step in from the sidewalk
On a rainy Friday night
The bar sure does look crowded
It's just aching for a fight
Some folks will come to drink for fun
But for most, it isn't so
They're in here escaping from their lives
In the only way they know
And I'm singing cowboy chords to jukebox crowds
On a rainy Friday night
Looking for a smile or a tear
Thinking may the Lord be with you
When you're sober once again
May you wake one Sunday morning
To find a new song to sing
19-year old Nancy
Has some bruises to explain
She says her old man had been drinking
And he beat her up again
The time would heal her handcuff marks
If a friend would only listen
Nancy says she hopes her man
Will have her pregnant by the spring
And I'm singing cowboy chords to jukebox crowds
On a rainy Friday night
Looking for a smile or a tear
Thinking may the Lord be with you
When you're sober once again
May you wake one Sunday morning
To find a new song to sing
And I'm singing cowboy chords to jukebox crowds
On a rainy Friday night
Looking for a smile or a tear
Thinking may the Lord be with you
When you're sober once again
May you wake one Sunday morning
To find a new song to sing
And over there I hear some words of love
Then they're turned the words of hate
And if you think this place is jumping now, friend
Just come back when it gets late
And Gus the waiter has these visions
But they're only in his dreams
White-haired Beverly's burdened bladder
Is bursting at its seams
And I'm singing cowboy chords to jukebox crowds
On a rainy Friday night
Looking for a smile or a tear
Thinking may the Lord be with you
When you're sober once again
May you wake one Sunday morning
To find a new song to sing