Broken Spoke Saloon Songtext
von Steve Conte

You stood there by the jukebox,
A drink in hand.
The seat beside me opened up,
By closing time we were friends.

We shared a hundred drunken nights,
I loved your laugh and your wide-eyes,
You kept me comin back,
But something changed.

You couldn′t make the rent,
So you went straight
But I kept on believing,
I'd get my twist of fate

Now I wonder when you look at me,
Do you see a piece of your history?
Something that′s too far gone to reclaim,
I love you just the same...


Don't' be a stranger, don′t back out
A real true friend is so rare in this town
And if you sink, go flat broke, I′ll get the drinks
If you get the jokes at the Broken Spoke.

There's a certain hesitation in your voice,
You told me in that dump downtown,
You never had a choice.

You said "Some of us are born too loose
And some escape the self made noose".
We used to play hangman
And sing Oak Ridge Boys,
Get high and eat frozen Almond Joys...

Don′t' be a stranger, don′t stay down,
True friends are so rare in this town
And if you sink, go flat broke, I'll get the drinks,
If you get the spokes...

At the Broken Spoke
We used to dance a country waltz
And slur a tune.

I′m hoping some day you'll come back
To your regular seat at
The Broken Spoke Saloon.

(That's right)


Don′t′ be a stranger, don't back out
A real true friend it′s a jewel in the crown
And if I sink, go flat broke, you'll get the drinks
Down at the Broken Spoke...

Yeah, don′t be a stranger, my friend
Don't be a stranger, no way!

Don′t you know that it's true?
I'm gonna love you no matter what you do.