There’s something about this here Saloon

You can’t always figure it out

Sometimes it looks like the phase of the moon

Has left a few people in doubt

A lunatic here, a big screwball there

They’ve all bellied up to the bar

Some are just young’ns and some got no hair

They come here from near and far

Bankers and lawyers and bakers of pies

Farmers and realtors too

Good looking women with bright shining eyes

An occasional war horse or two

Everyone’s laughing here most every night

That’s the attraction I guess

Get away from your troubles, and keep it all light

Even if the whole world’s a big mess

‘Course it’s not all just jokin and clownin around

Sometimes a ruckus will start

But a smile will break out where there were a few frowns

That’s a sight that’ll warm this ole heart

It’s a real melting pot, this old Saloon here

Maybe that’s why it works so dang well

A slice of America and a cold glass of beer

And the sound of the Liberty Bell

The Saloon