Hard Luck Cafe

Hard Luck Cafe - Davis Coen

All day I face

The old barren waste

And long for the taste of cold beer

My throat is burning dry

And my soul s a crying

For awww refuge from here

In there you don't see

Where grasslands run free

And winds on the treetops will play

Beats being alone

Just a quick getaway

Down to the hard luck cafe

My toes are sore and burned

Day into night I yearn

Soft music for to carry me along

The ballad of a gringo

Ridin miles of burning or desert sand

Through tears of an old time song

Hit the trail in 79

Left the ol gal behind

Rode lonely with his mind in a fray

To the shadows he'll slip away

To the bottle he'll pray

To meet her at the hard luck cafe

Choral awww it's better than being alone

Slip away where trouble has no name

Outsiiide each looks diffrent

But in their hearts they are all one in the same

That gal I left behind

Still wailing on my mind

The rain will fall

Wild night will call

The world won't find me

I can leave lost love behind me

And the soft high wooden bar would be all

If she had not gone wrong

It'd be no high or lonesome song

I set there with little to say

It may be hell

Or just the lobby of a big hotel

All the same a hard luck cafe

It may be hell

Or just the lobby of a big hotel

All the same a hard luck cafe