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Our marriage was happy, I was never alone,
Except for the nights when my wife wasn't home;
She was religious, so humble and meek,
She attended her church about twice a week.
One night when she left, I thought it would be fine,
To take a ride around for to sort of pass the time;
But time passed so quickly very soon I found,
I was driving down a back street on the outskirts of town.
As I passed a corner, a tavern came in view,
So neatly painted with light shades of blue;
My wife was in church and I knew I had time,
To have at least one glass of wine.
The sign on the bar said we close shop at ten,
So I ordered my drink just as soon as I got in;
I paid for my glass and I turned for a seat,
When a girl I then saw with a face oh so sweet.
My heart it stopped beating as I saw her there,
My legs started trembling as I walked to her chair;
I laid down my glass and a chair to pull out,
When the bartender's hand drew blood from my mouth.
He said, you're a stranger and I want you to know,
You're welcome to whiskey as long as you got dough;
But with my darlin' no man can dine,
Her smile is for everyone but her love is all mine.
I'm sorry, bartender, I don't think you should mind,
'Cause with your darlin' I'm entitled to dine;
But you can go on lovin' her the rest of your life,
'Cause after tonight she's no longer my wife.
Recorded by Dave Pike and Aubrey Sweetapple (Bartender's Sweetheart, trk#1, 1980, Clode Sound Studios, Stephenville, NL).
