Tom T. Hall - Beer Drinker’s Waltz Lyrics

The band played and everyone talked Through the plain old beer drinker’s waltz. Well, they sweated and swore, and they spit on the floor Where the cigarette butts were all thrown They wrote on the wall and hid out from the law And the whole gang was drunk-drivin’ home. (refrain) Some little snuff queen who was barely sixteen Played an out of tune yamaha guitar Some old boy named wink who brought his own drinks Had his fiddle stoled out of his car. (refrain) The man tendin’ bar told the boy on guitar He was a-drinkin’ a little too much They announced on the mic that they left on the lights In a dark blue chevrolet truck. (refrain) Well, somewhere in the heavens there’s a seven-o-seven And they’re a-servin’ champagne in first class Somewhere upstairs a child says it’s prayers Oh, but downstairs they’re havin’ a blast. (refrain) Tom T. Hall Lyrics Beer Drinker’s Waltz Lyrics