๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฑ๐ด๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ช๐ผ๐ฟ๐น๐ฑ
๐๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐๐ก๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ค ๐
๐ข๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌย
1993โ
๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ธ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ’๐ด ๐๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ
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The waitress is nowhere, there never one was
It just ain’t that crowded, or maybe because
We don’t take to codling, or paper-doll girls
in the Bar at the Edge of the World
They come from the cities, they come from the shore
They’ve been to the mountains, they’ve seen it before
Like rough and wise oysters they speak up their pearls
in the Bar at the Edge of the World
The juke box is playing, but not much romance
the songs aren’t for crying, and sometimes we dance
I met a sweet woman, and she gave me a twirl
in the Bar at the Edge of the World
The bartender knows me, she’s really a friend
and all of us neighbors, together we spend
our happy times laughing, and talking a whirl
in the Bar at the Edge of the World
Now sometimes the strangers will set for a spell
’cause they’re always welcome, and soon you can tell
If they’ve earned their deliverance, they’ll return more to dwell
in the Bar at the Edge of the World
Well if you’ve got roots where you feel right at home
A place to remember you’re never alone
then raise up your glass, Friendship’s banner unfurl
I’ll be in The Bar at the Edge of the World