EVERY AFTERNOON
AT FIVE O'CLOCK
I FORGET ALL
ABOUT YOU
THERE AIN'T NOTHIN' 'BOUT
THIS HONKY TONK
TO REMIND ME WE'RE
THROUGH
AND I CAN PUT
OFF GOIN' BACK
TO THAT OLD EMPTY
HOUSE YOU
SWORE YOU'D
NEVER LEAVE
FROM THE LONELINESS
YOU HANDED ME
I CAN GET A BRIEF
REPRIEVE
FROM HERE UNTIL
CLOSING TIME
IT WON'T MATTER
YOU'RE GONE
I CAN FILL UP MY
EMPTINESS
MAYBE MAKE IT
ON MY OWN
FROM NOW TILL THEY
LOCK THE DOORS
PUT THE CHAIRS UP AND
SWEEP THE FLOORS
YOU WON'T EVEN
CROSS MY MIND
FROM HERE UNTIL
CLOSING TIME
WELL THE GOOD OLD DAYS
ARE GOOD AND GONE
SINCE YOU LEFT
WITHOUT ME
IF I COULD FIGURE OUT
WHERE WE WENT WRONG
THEN MAYBE I'D
BE FREE
FROM THESE TIES THAT
BIND MY FOOLISH HEART
AND JUST WON'T LET ME
START MY LIFE AGAIN
AND THEN I WOULDN'T
NEED THIS
LONESOME BAR
WHERE I COME
TO PRETEND
FROM HERE UNTIL
CLOSING TIME
IT WON'T MATTER
YOU'RE GONE
YOUR MEMORY WON'T
BREAK MY HEART
I CAN MAKE IT
ON MY OWN
FROM NOW TILL THEY
LOCK THE DOORS
PUT THE CHAIRS UP AND
SWEEP THE FLOORS
YOU WON'T EVEN
CROSS MY MIND
FROM HERE UNTIL
CLOSING TIME
EVERY AFTERNOON
AT FIVE O'CLOCK
I FORGET ALL
ABOUT YOU