Deep End Of The Bar

N.C. A The cops are in the parking lot, I'm much too drunk to drive D The band is packing up their stuff, it must be closing time G There's a dusty velvet Elvis and a sign that says Lone Star D A D I'm just treadin' water at the deep end of the bar A Well, I guess I ought to call Marie just to let her know D See, I went out for some cigarettes about three weeks ago G And I wonder what she misses most, her Camels or her car D A D But I'm just treadin' water at the deep end of the bar G A D So pick em up and drink em down Bm A This is the last and final round G D Where everybody soon forgets your name E A And your life it goes down the drain D A Well, ol' Bill there, he's a cowboy but he's never rode the range D The waitress, she's an actress but she's never been on stage G And old Elvis keeps on starin', a sign that says Lone Star, D A D But I'm just treadin' water at the deep end of the bar G A D So pick em up and drink em down Bm A This is the last and final round G D Where everybody soon forgets your name E A And your life it goes down the drain D A Well, this place could make Fellini look like ring around the rose D My love life's a disaster, my job's in the commode G So pour another cold one, a pickle in a jar D A D 'Cause I'm just treadin' water at the deep end of the bar D A D G D A D