Standard (EADGBE)

Hey there Mr. Bartender now have a little pity on me

Time is rough and a fuss is tough and I'm where I'm not supposed to be

I'll give you my watch for a fifth of Scotch

If you don't make fun cause it don't run no better than I do after six

Hey there Mr. Bartender lots of things are botherin' me

There's the hydrogen bomb in Vietnam and I'm out of cigarettes since three

I'll give you my stickpen for a pint of gin

If you don't joke cause the diamond's broke

And it don't shine no better than I do after six

Hey there Mr Bartender you better get a drip on me

My pulse is slow when I'm about to go I need a little charity

I'll give you my shoes for a glass of booze

If you won't tell they don't smell no better than I do after six

(Oh, bartender I'll do anything for you I'll pick my guitar

Bartender you listen to me bartender)