Look up the Pierpont hotel in Ventura, California
Real compared to what, right
Life's too short to worry
Life's too long to wait
Too short not to love everybody
Life's too long to hate
I meet a lot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
Tryin' to save a nickel and then make a dime
Not me, Lord, no siree
But I ain't got the time
Old Miss Virgie tended bar
At this shack out in the hills
It never made her no money, boy
But it always paid the bills
She might have been 80 years old
Her heart was warm and her beer was cold
She gave away more than she ever sold
And she be smiling all the time
I used to sing off in the corner
Every Friday night
To a loud crowd of cowboys
Bikers and barroom fights
They was drinking beer and carrying on
Not a one of them had listened to one of my songs
But old Miss Virgie sang along
She said, she knew all my songs by heart
And then one night after she closed up
She poured me a beer
She said, "Come over here and sit down, you little shit
I got something that you need to hear"
She said, "Life ain't easy getting through
Everybody gonna try to make it tough on you
I tell you right now, if you dig what you do
They'll never gonna get you down"
Sing, she said, "Life's too short to worry
Life's too long to wait
Too short not to love everybody
And life too long to hate
I meet a lot of men that haggle and finagle all the time
Trying to save a nickel made and make a dime"
Not me, oh no, siree for
I ain't got no time"
I ain't seen ol' virgie
It's probably been 15 years
I've been bumming around this country
I'll sing my songs for tips and beers, mostly beers
'Cause now that driving are long and the nights are tough
The hotels are weird and the pay sucks
But I can't dig what I do enough
Lord, it never, ever gets me down
Help me sing, if you know, say
Life's too short to worry
Life's too long to wait
Too short not to love everybody
Life's too long to hate
I meet a lot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
Tryin' to save a nickel and then make a dime
Not me, Lord, no siree
I ain't got no time
