Dues Days Bar - Jonathan Edwards

There’s nothing in the world that I would rather do

Then pick up my guitar and do a tune for you

A tune for you, Lord, it’s just for you

And it’s what I like to do and it’s just you

There’s nothing I can think of, offhand

Uh, even eat or drink of

Make me feel a Virginia lip (?)

It looks like a good deal more — it’s a steal

Oh-ooo

I listened to the news tonight, it made me sick

So i grabbed up my guitar and I began to pick

I picked up a song that I’ve known all along

Keep away from what’s wrong and you begin to get strong

It’s easy to ignore the world

You play guitar for your best girl

She says yes, you done your best

You passed the test, you better move out west

Oh-ooo

I hope that when you hear it

In your heart you will be there and near it

Happiness is it, more or less

Well I guess, yeah, yeah, yes, yes

Oh-ooo

I remember when I was a kid, the work I did

And the big ones that I hated and the place I hid

But then I found a guitar and the Dues Day Bar

And now I’m better by far because they call me the star

At least that’s what they tell me

In the market where the fella sells me

Four ninety-eight — don’t be late

I better get straight before I pass through the gate

Oh-ooo