Heartache Doesn't Have A Closing Time Songtext
von John Schneider

Bartender won′t you pour another round
I've got lots reasons for sitting here this evening
Don′t you know they all revolve around
That old familiar story, of lost love and glory

Golden hair, the darkest eyes
For a moment she was mine
I wish the bars were always open
For hearts that are broken
Cause heartache doesn't have a closing time


There's nowhere to go at 4 AM
Except crazy as hell, or some cheap motel
I can′t spend another night in our old bed
There′s no sense in sleeping,
Because I'll end up dreaming

Of golden, the darkest eyes
I′m still hers but she's not mine
I wish the bars were always open
For hearts that are broken
Cause heartache doesn′t have a closing time

I need to be with those three friends of mine
Tequila, salt, and lime
I wish the bars were always open
For hearts that are broken
Cause heartache doesn't have a closing time
Heartache doesn′t have a closing time
Bartender won't you pour another round