The Pub Down The Street
The only life I know
is the Pub down the street
Dancin and drinkin
to a Irish country band
Thick smoke and dim lights
and whiskey in a glass
that I am holding in my hand
Listening to Phil Mack
on the juke box
and moving my feet to his
Irish hony tonk beat
The only life I have
is the Pub down the street
Wishing you were here with me
but instead I am with strangers
sitting at a bar
washing down my whiskey
with a bottle of Guinness stout
I love that country music
with a touch of Irish
mixed in with it
I want to move my feet
The only life I know
is the Pub
down the street
