Текст песни Joe Nichols - Joes Place
Joe Nichols - Joes Place слова песни
Theres a place called joesWhere some of us goWhen the hard working day is throughThrough the neon and smokeWe laugh and tell jokesAnd throw down a cold one or twoTheres a jukebox thats full of recordsBy willie, haggard and jonesTheres a picture of elvis and ol john wayneHanging side by side on the wallDown at joes placeIts still the old wayPickled eggs in a jarAnd a blue ribbon signOl boys and bankersSitting side by sideDown at joes placeDown at joes placeAlong about midnightA few hangers onAre still hanging out at the barIf the telphone ringsIts an understood thingJoe dont know where they areAt a table in the cornerTheres a young man and an empty chairHis head in his hands. tears in his eyesAnd a girlfriends ring lying thereDown at joes placeIts still the old wayPickled eggs in a jarAnd a blue ribbon signOl boys and bankersSitting side by sideDown at joes placeDown at joes place