Текст песни: Radney Foster - Closing Time








Every afternoon at five o`clock
I forget all about you
There ain`t nothin` `bout this honky-tonk
To remind me we`re through
And I can put off going back
To that ol` empty house you swore you`d never leave
From the loneliness you handed me
I can get a brief reprieve
From here until closing time
It won`t matter you`re gone
I can fill up my emptiness
Maybe make it on my own
From now til they lock the doors
Put the chairs up and sweep the floors
You won`t even cross my mind
From here until closing time
Well the good old days are good and gone
Since you left without me
If I could figure out where we went wrong
Then maybe I`d be free
From these ties that bind my foolish heart
And just won`t let me start my life again
Then I wouldn`t need this lonesome bar
Where I come to pretend
From here until closing time
It won`t matter you`re gone
Your memory won`t break my heart
I can make it on my own
From now til they lock the doors
Put the chairs up and sweep the floors
You won`t even cross my mind
From here until closing time
Every afternoon at five o`clock
I forget all about you

From Radney Foster "Del Rio Texas 1959"
Arista Records 1992
Polygram Intl/BMG Music

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Every afternoon at five o`clock
I forget all about you
There ain`t nothin` `bout this honky-tonk
To remind me we`re through
And I can put off going back
To that ol` empty house you swore you`d never leave
From the loneliness you handed me
I can get a brief reprieve
From here until closing time
It won`t matter you`re gone
I can fill up my emptiness
Maybe make it on my own
From now til they lock the doors
Put the chairs up and sweep the floors
You won`t even cross my mind
From here until closing time
Well the good old days are good and gone
Since you left without me
If I could figure out where we went wrong
Then maybe I`d be free
From these ties that bind my foolish heart
And just won`t let me start my life again
Then I wouldn`t need this lonesome bar
Where I come to pretend
From here until closing time
It won`t matter you`re gone
Your memory won`t break my heart
I can make it on my own
From now til they lock the doors
Put the chairs up and sweep the floors
You won`t even cross my mind
From here until closing time
Every afternoon at five o`clock
I forget all about you

From Radney Foster "Del Rio Texas 1959"
Arista Records 1992
Polygram Intl/BMG Music

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