A different spin on the tear-in-my-beer theme.
Bartender Wanted
© 2011 Greg C. Brown & Mark D. Preston
Ever since they closed the steel mill
I’ve been knockin’ on doors.
Looking for most any job,
Even if it's moppin’ floors.
One day while pounding pavement,
Having no luck at all,
I came across this side street bar,
(With) A sign nailed to the wall.
CHORUS
It said, Bartender Wanted,
Just apply within.
You don’t have to know a lot
‘Bout serving wine and gin.
The job description struck me
As just a little odd.
Said, “All you need’s a willing ear
And a sympathetic nod.”
Now I’ve had my share of troubles
As a down and out man
Who often found compassion
With a beer glass in his hand.
So I went to see the owner,
Said I'm more than qualified.
Because I know this job real well,
From the other side.
CHORUS
The sign said, Bartender Wanted,
Just apply within.
You don’t have to know a lot
‘Bout serving wine and gin.
The job description struck me
As just a little odd.
Said, “All you need’s a willing ear
And a sympathetic nod.”
BRIDGE
And so I stand here every night, wipe my counter clean,
And listen as their lives slip through their hands.
I give ‘em all a knowing smile and freshen up their drinks
And make sure they know someone understands.
CHORUS
The sign said, Bartender Wanted,
Just apply within.
You don’t have to know a lot
‘Bout serving wine and gin.
The job description struck me
As just a little odd.
Said, “All you need’s a willing ear
And a sympathetic nod.”
All you need is a willing ear
And a sympathetic nod.