1
Am F G
Keep their spirits up Frank, all for some so some for all,
Am F G
The only spirits here man are hangin? off the wall,
Am F G
Yeah, you know as well as I do, that we don't serve up cheer,
Am F G
When they come for anaesthetics and it's been this way for years,
2
F
They empty out their glasses,#
Fill ?em up with tears,
G
One for the road, one for the road,
That leads them right back here,
3
Am G
To rain on their troubles,
Am G
Wash ?em down deep,
F C
And play in the puddle,
Em Am
Till they?re fast asleep.
1
Now Joe he lost his woman to some big-shot business man.
He said I trusted love not money and now look where I am.
You're had enough Joe, you gotta go now.
You're too much Joe, I send you home now.
2
And he says please Frank, please Frank.
But I am just the tender, I don't give counsel I don't get close,
I'm on no rescue mission man, I'm in no rescue boat,
3
I'm here to make money,
Wages plus tips,
For pouring water
Into sinking ships.