THESE BARS
(Clark)


Sanford Clark - 1972



I'm locked up in a prison and there's no chance for parole
The bottle is my warden and it's got me by the soul
I guess I should be happy, I did everything my way
I gave up my home and family to be where I am today

But I would beg, steal and borrow
To be in her arms tomorrow
And once more feel the love she had for me
But the beer, wine and dim lights
Chain me to this world of night life
And these bars made a prisoner out of me

The band just finished playin' and they say it's time to go
But there's an all-night tavern down the road a mile or so
That's where I'll do my time tonight until I get so stoned
Someone will have to help me to the prison I call home

But I would beg, steal and borrow
To be in her arms tomorrow
And once more be the man I used to be
But the beer, wine and dim lights
Chain me to this world of night life
And these bars made a prisoner out of me

Lord, these bars made a prisoner out of me



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - July 2017)