This song now is ah, the, usual saloon song
We do in every performance
And there are many of them, for instance Rainy Days is a saloon song
One For My Baby is a good saloon song
And they used to be called torch songs years ago, when I was a boy
I dont think I was ever a boy
I know I wasnt a girl
No, but they really did in the old days, they called em torch songs
And then of course we modern days, we call them saloon songs
Because we called every place that sells whiskey a saloon
This is a saloon. Its big, but its a saloon
This one was written by Tom Adair and Matt Dennis
And with a pretty arrangement by Nelson Riddle, this is it
You know that uh, these kind of songs are quite sad
And they tell the story of a poor soul whos left alone in his room
His chick has flipped and flew the coop
Gone man, gone
And uh, hes in trouble because hes got not much left to drink
Hes pretty bummed as it is
Worse than that hes got a half ounce of grass and no paper and no matches
Aint that a bitch? Thats heavy man
Anyway he, uh, he sits there for a couple of days
As a lost soul, and one morning at about one thirty or two oclock in the morning
He decides hes gonna go out among the rest of us
To see if he can make it, make it back into the mainstream
And he doesnt quite make it, hes just looking for somebody to talk to
So youre it
Drink up all of you people
Order anything that you see
And have fun you happy people
The drink and the laughs on me
I try to think that loves not around
Still its uncomfortably near
My poor old heart, it aint gaining any ground
Because my angel eyes, she aint here
Angel eyes that old Devil sent
They glow unbearably bright
And need I say that my loves been misspent?
Misspent with angel eyes tonight
Drink up, drink up all of you people
Order anything that you see
And have fun, have lots of fun, all you happy people
The drink and the laughs are on me
Pardon me but I gotta run
The facts uncommonly clear
Id like to find whos now the number one
And why my angel eyes, she aint here
Scuse me while I