GIRL AT THE BAR
(Conway Twitty)

Conway Twitty - 1969



 
Don't go too far with the girl at the bar
She'll only bring you misery

A bottle on the table, empty glass, a trembling hand
Through tear dimmed eyes I watch her as she talks to another man
A picture of true loveliness, this girl I used to know
But then I found she slipped around and I had to let her go

Now it's all right to have a drink or two with my old used to be
Or hold her while the jukebox plays a tender melody
But don't go too far with the girl at the bar
She'll only bring you misery

Not too many months ago we planned our wedding vows
And I was the man who stood where you are standin' now
I believed the things she, I gave my heart away
But they were lies and that is why I'm all alone today

This bottle and this empty glass are all that's left for me
She's found another heart to break and has forgotten me
Yes, I went too far with the girl at the bar
Heartaches now blur my memory
To her I'm just another used to be


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - October 2010)