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  1. Bar Stool

From the recording Funeral Guns

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Lyrics

I pull back the sheets
and take the lord’s name in vain
Her bare shoulders and feet
do not tell her name
She’s deep in a dream
but I am wide awake
I think we played the barstool, drunken fool game

At the side of the bed
a half glass calls my name
Then I lie on my back
and study her female frame
By the look of the sheets
I’d say we made a few mistakes
I think we played the barstool, drunken fool game

I catch the alarm
after one full ring
But not soon enough
to save her slumbering
I speak my first words
as she starts to wake
I think we played the barstool, drunken fool game

Lyrics by B. Hoshaw