The Lost and Found

There's a Honky Tonk across the tracks It's called the Lost & Found And anytime both night or day You hear the jukebox sound It's playing sad and lonesome songs That help the beer go down You always have a song to count on At the Lost & Found They always take good care of you At the Lost & Found And when the closing lights come on You're still hanging 'round 'Cause if you're in for a penny Then you're in for a pound You always seem to lose yourself At the Lost & Found The proprietor sets you up a tab, if you seek too deep And the barmaid gently wake you, if you fall asleep And asks you if you need a cab, or maybe one more round They always take good care of you, at the Lost & Found They always take good care of you At the Lost & Found And when the closing lights come on You're still hanging 'round 'Cause if you're in for a penny Then you're in for a pound You always seem to lose yourself At the Lost & Found