Bruce Cafe

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Well I'm tired and feelin’ blue

I don’t know what to do

I’m at a loss for words

And I don’t know what to say

I’m havin’ a dog shit day

But I’m headed to the Bruce Cafe

Where the coffee’s black

And the food is hot

And the time just slips away

It might sound funny

But it ain’t no joke

It’s takes a whole lotta money to

For me to stay broke

And I’m barely hangin’ on

But down at the Bruce Cafe

A dollar goes a long, long way

And the conversation’s better

When you’re movin’ slow

- [guitar solos] -

Well I'm tired and feelin’ blue

I don’t know what to do

I’m at a loss for words

And I don’t know what to say

I’m havin’ a dog shit day

But I’m headed to the Bruce Cafe

Where the coffee’s black

And the food is hot

And the time just slips away

But down at the Bruce Cafe

A dollar goes a long, long way

And the conversation’s better

When you’re movin’ slow

Ain’t nobody on the phone

Except the cowboy writin’ a song

About a newfound piece of mind

At the Bruce Cafe

About a mellow piece of mind

At the Bruce Cafe

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