If You Drink

He was driving somewhere between Gallup and Winslow

On an old stretch of route 66

At the end of his rope, looking for hope

But he found this ol’ bar here instead

The neon was dusty; door hinges rusty

On the window a hand written sign

Between the Pabst and the Coors, and the two

swinging doors

Faded words, but he read it just fine

If you cheat, hope its death that you're cheating,

If you lie, lie with someone you love,

If you fight, do it for the right reasons,

If you drink, then come drink one with us

The place was packed; waitress waved him on back

Set him up on the last stool

She said, man, I can tell you been going through hell

Well, we’ve all come out of there too

And we live by our own golden rule

If you cheat, hope its death that you're cheating,

If you lie, lie with someone you love,

If you fight, do it for the right reasons,

If you drink, then come drink one with us

All we can do is the best that we can

Cuz we’re all sinners, forgivers, and friends

If you cheat, hope its death that you're cheating,

If you lie, lie with someone you love,

If you fight, do it for the right reasons,

If you drink, then come drink one with us

© 2017 John Cirillo/Dan Reifsnyder/

Sarah Spencer