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Half a beer left, and half of it goneStill more to drink, still more moving onSomeday I'll right the rest of my wrongsUntil that day I'll write these same old songsI just sat down with a beer in my handArrived that afternoonI'd come to find a new lease on lifeIf this town could spare the roomWasn't much that I'd left behindJust scars of a hollow pastMy beer became eclipsedBy the shadow of a hatIt belonged to a curious type of manThat no one seemed to careHe ignored the roomAs he walked up to my chairWith half a beer left, and half of it goneStill more to drink, still more moving onSomeday I'll right the rest of my wrongsUntil that day I'll write the same old songsI couldn't find a pistol bulge or a knife strapped to his bootSongtexteCouldn't see his teeth behind the mustache that he grewHe took a seat across from me, kicked his boots up on a stoolDidn't tip his hat or extend a hand while I tried to keep my coolHe said, "I've come from tomorrow, sonAnd I've gotten here this farSomeday I'll find me yesterdayBut right now I've got this bar"With half a beer left, half of it goneStill more to drink, more moving onSomeday I'll right the rest of my wrongsUntil that day I'll write these same old songsHe didn't offer a historyNo need to waste the breathLife limped on inside that manAs he courted a dance with deathHe said, "The older you getThe less chance that you'll ever haveTo cut the chains of doubtSo fill up your glass, son, 'cause mine's done run out"Half a beer left, and half of it goneStill more to drink, still more moving onTomorrow I'll write the rest of these songsYesterday's forever gone Aus Songtexte Mania