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I stood behing that bar till closing time I served cold beer, warm whiskey, and Rotgut Wine Now I'm up here on the stage Everybody knows my name And I can't believe how long they wait In my autograph line [Chorus] Not bad for a bartender or an eighth grade education pretty good for a backwoods girl who had to make it on her own I'm on the stool side of the bar these days Buying everyone a round Ain't it funny how the tables turn Not bad for a bartender Swingin' doors and cleanin' floors is all I'd ever known Out of nowhere somehow i gound my yello brick road So when you're broke and paying dues Look at me I'm living proof And if there's hope for me Know there's hope for you. [Repeat Chorus] SongtexteI'm on the stool side of the bars these days Buying everyone a round Ain't it funny how the tables turn Not bad for a bartender Ain't it funny how the tables turn Not bad for a bartender Aus Songtexte Mania