Bartender, can I get another drink?
I'm pretty well on my way now,
but it's a long way til dawn.
Pour heavy, gimme the long handle.
Leave me the bottle.
I can handle my liquor,
and I'm thirsty tonight.
Tell me, who's that pretty girl?
She's been drinking alone,
sat at the end of the bar.

  Got no desire for a scandal.
  Hell, I just can't stand all
  the little storms-in-a-bottle anymore.
  Find out if she's single.
  Hell, just get her a drink,
  and let's see what tonight has in store.

God damn, but she looks good in that dress,
that deep plunging neckline.
She's got a rabbit foot necklace
hanging down on her... (ahem)
Well, it might be the whiskey,
but I'm feeling reckless.
Go on, bartender, get her a drink.

  Make my introductions.
  Well, she's wearing a bracelet
  with letters that spell out her name.
  Is this seat taken?
  Good evening, how d'you do?
  You got something going tonight?

Hello, and she says she's from Napa,
but she's no wine valley princess,
she's been travelling a while.
She looks up, points her eyes at the ceiling,
says a prayer to St. Doghead,
says she's long on her journey.
It's a pleasure to meet ya,
you're a long way from home.

  She's been rackin the miles up
  in a beat-up old Ford,
  and she only just got into town.
  She picks up a Sharpie,
  writes her name on my hand,
  says, you'll never forget who I am,
  says a prayer to St. Doghead.
  Let's blow this popsicle stand.
  Well, that sounds pretty damn good.
  She says a prayer to St. Doghead.
  A couple days and she'll get on the road.

  Say a prayer to St. Doghead,
  say a prayer to St. Doghead.
  Gonna leave without saying goodbye.
  I'll say a prayer to St. Doghead.
  I'm thinking 'bout Napa.
  Aw, I'll get out to Napa sometime.

St Doghead - A Prayer To St Doghead

It's 44 degrees and the temperature's fallin
Sittin by the phone, got no intention of callin
Solitude is good, it's a salve for the soul,
But, outside, the weather's getting cold

I'm wishin for the Spring, and I'm thinkin of Summer
Watchin the driveway, I know that nobody's comin
The sun is shining today, the sun shines through the trees

It's 44 degrees but the sky is blue
Got a couple days before I head up to Chicago
Nothing's gonna bother me
And there is such a pretty breeze

It's 44 degrees and the sky is blue
I got a good winter coat, a pair of good leather boots
The ol' kerosene heater keeps the inside warm
And there is nothing that can go wrong

Got a cup of black coffee, and I drink it strong
Got a quiet suspicion that nothing can go wrong
It's 44 degrees and the sky is blue
It's a perfect late Fall afternoon
It's a perfect late Fall afternoon
It's a perfect afternoon
A perfect afternoon

Jaron Deerwester

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