The Beer, The Band, And The Barstool
Luke Combs
He walks in
Orders up a round, how you been?
My old friend
The band kicks off
The same old dance, the same old worn-out songs
But he sings along
He's gonna stay here till they make him leave
'Cause he's got all the friends a guy like him could ever need
One'll hang around and tell him what he wants to hear
One'll help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up here
One'll hold him up when love has let him down
They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool
The beer, the band and the barstool
Corner booth
A blonde with lonely eyes, a shade of blue
Hey, how are you?
Just by chance
Are you here alone? How 'bout a dance?
And she took his hand
He hopes she'd stay, but always knew she'd leave
But he's got all the friends a guy like him could ever need
One'll hang around and tell him what he wants to hear
One'll help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up here
One'll hold him up when love has let him down
They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool
The beer, the band and the barstool
Now he last call, lights a cigarette and orders up one more
Pays his tab, knows he'll be back 'cause he's been here before
One'll hang around and tell him what he wants to hear
One'll help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up here
One'll hold him up when love has let him down
They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool
They go hand in hand with losing you
The beer, the band and the barstool
And the barstool