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This bar has been my home away from her
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Used to be she was missing me
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Now she's moving in with her best friend
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And I'm the only one who wants what used to be
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I'm here because today I lost it all
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I didn't want to drink at home alone
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I just can't believe, all my hopes and dreams are falling
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Like a row of dominoes
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I thought the man behind the bar
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Had heard it all before
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My story must have caught him by surprise
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'Cause when he handed me my double
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There were tears in his eyes
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You know you're in trouble, when the bartender cries
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He said, Last night, you swore you'd never drink again
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I said, Next time, I'm really gonna try
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So if she ever calls for me
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Oh, you can finally tell her, He ain't here, and it won't be a lie
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I asked the man behind the bar
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What he he'd been crying for
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He said, That bottle used to be a friend of mine
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Now I stopped drinking doubles
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But I pour them all the time
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Son, you know you're in trouble when the bartender cries
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As I saw my own reflection staring back at me, I knew
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Every single word he said was true
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Well, I told the man behind the bar
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I thought I'd seen it all before
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Till I saw the sadness in his eyes
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That's when I put down my double, and said my last goodbye
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'Cause you know you're in trouble when the bartender cries
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Oh, you know you're in trouble when the bartender cries
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When The Bartender Cries
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| Michael Peterson |
