Quarters - Bart Crow

Well I got my quarters for the jukebox and your memories on my mind
There aint no doubt that the fires all out Because Im the only one sittin here crying
Barmaid wont you set me up with a round before you walk by
Let me hear that jukebox playin Im so Lonesome I Could Cry
Well this time she really did it like a hundred times before
I never thought her words were true I heard the slamming of our door
So I intend to sit right here at least till I cant think
Its a lot better than sittin at home while Im slowing going insane
Chorus
Well I guess she went and did it well she pulled that plug on me
So I intend to knock em back, hey at least till I cant see
So bartender, dont forget about me when you walk by
And dont you pay attention to these tear drops in my eyes
Chorus
Said let me here that jukebox playin Im so Lonesome
Im goin outta my mind