Dive Bar - Johnny Gates

Midnight confessions Whiskey therapy sessions Buying drinks to buy some time Beneath the stained glass neon lights While the bartender listens As long as you're tippin' It's a place to heal and a place to hurt After a long week of hell it's like Sunday at church You'll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth The jukebox choir singing in a corner booth We're here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain Everybody's welcome at the church of the dive bar saints Yeah Well the bartop's been baptized In spilled beer and cheap wine Oooh, this congregation doesn't judge But they take your keys if you've had too much They got your back here That's why we keep coming back here It's a place to heal and a place to hurt After a long week of hell it's like Sunday at church You'll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth The jukebox choir singing in the corner booth We're here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain Everybody's welcome at the church of the dive bar saints Yeah, the Dive Bar Saints Oh that marquee shines like a beacon of hope Come find your second chance in that second-hand smoke It's a place to heal and a place to hurt After a long week of hell it's like Sunday at church (Hallelujah) You'll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth The jukebox choir singing in the corner booth We're here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain Everybody's welcome at the church (everybody's welcome at the church) Yeah everybody's welcome to the church of the dive bar saints Yeah, the Dive Bar Saints Everybody's welcome at the church Of the Dive Bar Saints

I turn my face towards the light For a little While Hoping to soak it in Thinking maybe somehow, it'll ignite a fire That burned out from the constant rejection You're good but rejection she's better Just keep keepin on But if it's alright I'd like to sing y'all a song About a dive bar dreamer in her dime store boots She is a constant believer in always stickin' to her roots She spends her days writing songs that the labels don't wanna hear And she spends her nights playin for tips and beer And you know her well cuz she's standin' right hеre She's a dive bar drеamer-er-er-er A dive bar dreamer-----er-er I tell myself it's all gonna be alright Rome wasn't built in a day You knew what was coming when you chose this life A lot of hurry up and wait But I promise that your time is coming Just keep keepin on Until then I'm gonna sing y'all this song About a dive bar dreamer in her dime store boots She is a constant believer in always stickin' to her roots She spends her days writing songs that the labels don't wanna hear And she spends her nights playin for tips and beer She'll rise Like the smoke in the neon lights She'll rise Like every glass in the air tonight She'll rise Rise above all her doubts and fears tonight She'll rise, I will rise Cuz I'm a dive bar dreamer in my dime store boots I am a constant believer in always stickin' to my roots I'll spend my days writing songs that the labels don't wanna hear And I spend my nights playin' for tips and beer But I'm living my dream as sure as I stand here Cuz I'm a dive bar dreamer-er-er-er I'm a dive bar dreamer----er-er I'm a dive bar dreamer

Dave in the corner, doing karaoke I walked in and everybody knows me It's one of those places, still looks smoky And I look smokin' This plain white tank top It could be a black dress Miller lite champagne Can't nobody care less All the critics here are easy to impress And don't I know it All eyes on the high-rise Levi's in the low light Boys say, 'hey there, ain't you a sight You can write my name in sharpie on the wall But you can't take me home When they're calling last call Two dollar buzz, breaking neon hearts I look pretty damn good in a dive bar Brittany knows it's always Pickle juice and vodka Kitchen's closed honey Don't worry I got ya Pour me one more Even though I oughta not to And I don't really dance But I might All eyes on the high rise Levi's in the low light Boys say "hey there, ain't you a sight" You can write my name in sharpie on the wall But you can't take me home When they're calling last call 2 dollar buzz breaking neon hearts I look pretty damn good in a dive bar The red lipstick on the bathroom mirror The maybe I don't give a shit atmosphere Momma raised me humble but I can't lie I look pretty damn good in here I look pretty damn good All eyes on the high rise Levi's in the low light Boys say "hey there, ain't you a sight" You can write my name in sharpie on the wall But you can't take me home When they're calling last call 2 dollar buzz breaking neon hearts I look pretty damn good in a dive bar I look pretty damn good in a dive bar

Some things never change Never switch on gang On a plane shit I wake up in a different state Shit ain't same Since you left my heart been cold like space Plane Jane Gotta flood my roley face Eating great like a fat kid like to my face Skinny with the racks like to stuff my safe I can't trust hoes niggas I can't trust your mans Niggas ask for handouts like father stretch my hands Gotta keep it on me Reminiscing how a nigga got the reaper on me Niggas round fake yea them fucking niggas phony Cooling on me say she love me but a nigga lonely Stuck up in my ways Stuck up in my ways Some things never change Some things never change Pop the xannies sip the lean I'm tryna hide the pain In the Bentley switching lanes hockey ice the chain Stuck up in my ways Stuck up in my ways Some things never change Some things never change Pop the xannies sip the lean I'm tryna hide the pain In the Bentley switching lanes hockey ice the chain Gates