Sports Bar

N.C. One, two D One two, one two three D It's Monday night at the sports bar Bm Wouldn't call it a crowd, but there's people here D Pull up a table at the sports bar Bm A And the outside world just disappears, dollar beers Bm D And there's a dozen TV sets to every man A A waitress with a salon tan E Talks about the weather With the weathered regular D She calls him doll Bm And I can see you D The way you looked at me then A E Like I was something less than human Bm I was tempted D To raise my voice in defense A E I guess I was too scared to do it D And you knew it D It's raining outside the sports bar Bm But in here it dry and safe and warm D And you can hear the cars rolling by Bm A In between the raspy, mild roars, someone scores Bm D And there's at least one broken heart to every man A A stationary ceiling fan E That used to spin its blades D Until that visit from the air conditioning man Bm And I can see you D The way you looked at me then A E Like I was something less than human Bm I was tempted D To raise my voice in defense A E I guess I was too scared to do it D And you knew it Bm F#m Bm F#m A Bm A F#m A Bm I can see you D The way you looked at me then A E Like I was something less than human Bm I was tempted D To raise my voice in defense A E I guess I was too scared to do it And you knew it D A D Yeah, you knew it