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Unlocked the door, we're the first ones here One of my regulars, he suddenly appears Draft him a beer, and sat in my place Donny arrives with a smile on his face Take his order, yes, it's her man Dax "Can I get another beer, yes?" He begs Take an order and you greet a friend And there's no telling where the story ends Oh, whoa Barroom Lady Your hands do the work And a new day begins Oh, whoa Barroom Lady Your bucket is empty And sweat on your skin Tips are good, the weekend's over I wonder when this fucking day will end Three passes done, all finished with skill Sometimes wishing that my glance could kill It's old Glen Bear, he grabs me by the hips I turn around to shut his lips "Get another barrel," my boss requests Rush down to the storehouse where I can rest Songtexte Oh, whoa Barroom Lady Your hands do the work And a new day begins Oh, whoa Barroom Lady Your bucket is empty And sweat on your skin Shift is done, I sit and rest The cook, he brings me some food to ingest He sees I worked the daily grind He tells a joke to clear my mind My spirits revived, I'm good at last Hand me over another glass I'm heading home, just one more night I think I'm prepared for the next barroom fight Oh, whoa Barroom Lady Your hands do the work And a new day begins Oh, whoa Barroom Lady Your bucket is empty And sweat on your skin Your bucket is empty And sweat on your skin Your hands do the work And a new day begins Your bucket is empty And sweat on your skin Aus Songtexte Mania