"TUESDAY" This one’s for the Cowboy Bar, and all my friends You know who you are, it’s where I sing and play guitar …Tuesday… I stand on stage in my faded jeans, with a bag a songs and a set of strings Who knows what the night might bring …Tuesday… You bring your dates, you bring your piers, spread some gossip and bend an ear And sometimes you tell me "You didn’t see me here" …Tuesday… But it’s all good in Helotos town, where the cold beer flows and the shots abound Just be cool if the law comes around …Tuesday… CHORUS: And I’ll do the singing, You do the sinnin’ I’ll keep pickin’, If you keep grinnin’ You put a tip in my tip jar The song you pick tells me who you are You’re the reason that I play guitar …Tuesday… Now I play Waylon and Buffet too, maybe Conway Twitty or Chris Ladoux But I like when ya’ll say, "Play your tunes!" …Tuesday… I sing alone, ya’ll sing along, I forget the words to songs But we just laugh and carry on …Tuesday…Now granted it ain’t the flashiest day of the week, but it’s when all my friends meet Don’t forget to buy my new CD … "Tuesday"… What’s that… Naaa man, I don’t play AC/DC Alright, maybe a Lynard Skinnard song You want me to turn it down? Awe come on Glad ya’ll are here Welcome out