Old man on a barstool watching TVGot up and came over to sit closer to meHe said "You look familiar to someone I knewBut when were your age we were older than youJimmy was twenty and I seventeenAnd to us there was nothing but girls and machinesJimmy got married and I went to warI still don't know what we were doing it forBut if you'll buy me a drink--turkey on iceThen I could give you some advice"You just stay in the barFor as long as you canAs long as you're drinkingThen you've got the world in your hand"There's no shame in hanging your world by a stringAnd you know there's no harm in not thinking a thingBut trying to find a place for yourself in this worldIs like trying to make a wife of an American girlIf you'll trade me a drink for a story or twoThen you'll know what you need to do"You just stay in the barFor as long as you canYou know love is for sissiesIt's whiskey that makes you a man"Now the old man got up and stumbled out in the streetHe'd been drinking all day and left his bar tab with meI didn't have the money to cover his billBut I found me a man who looked like me, younger stillAnd said, "Buy me a drink and I'll tell you a taleAbout the old man who taught me so wellYou just stay in the barFor as long as you canHell I know you're a friendI can tell by the shakes in your handYou just stay in the barFor as long as you dareAs long as you're tippingThen you've got a good friend somewhere