It was an early morning bar room and the place just opened up
And the little man came in so fast and started at his cup.
The broad who served the whiskey, she was a big ol’ friendly girl
And she tried to fight her empty nights by smiling at the world.
And she said ‘Hey bub, it’s been a while since you’ve been around.
Where the hell’ve you been hiding and why d’you look so down?’
But the little man just sat there like he never heard a sound.
The waitress, she gave out a cough,
And acting not the least put off, she spoke once again,
She said, ‘I don’t want to bother you; consider it’s understood.
I know I’m not no beauty queen, but I sure can listen good.’
And the little man took his drink in his hands
And he raised it to his lips.
He took a couple of sips,
And then he told the waitress this story:
‘I am the midnight watchman down at Miller’s Tool & Dye,
And I watch the metal rusting, and I watch the time go by.
A week ago at the diner I stopped to get a bite
And this here lovely lady, she sat two seats from my right,
And Lord, Lord, Lord, she was all right.
‘She was so damn beautiful that she could warm a winter frost,
But she looked long past lonely and well nigh onto lost.
Now, I’m not much of a mover or a pick-‘em-up-easy guy,
But I decided to glide on over and give her one good try.
And Lord, Lord, Lord, she was worth the try.
‘Tongue-tied like a schoolboy, I stammered out some words,
But it did not seem to matter much, ‘cause I don’t think she heard.
She just looked clear on through me to a space back in my head.
It shamed me into silence as quietly she said:
“If you want me to come with you, then that’s all right with me,
‘Cause I’ve been going nowhere, and anywhere’s a better place to be.”
‘I drove her to my boarding house and I took her up to my room,
And I went to turn on the only light to brighten up the gloom,
But she said “Please leave the light off. I don’t mind the dark.”
And as her clothes all tumbled ‘round her, I could hear my heart.
‘The moonlight shone upon her as she lay back in my bed.
It was the kind of scene I only had imagined in my head.
I just could not believe it, to think that she was real,
And as I tried to tell her, she said “Shh … I know just how you feel.
And if you want to come here with me, then that’s all right with me,
‘Cause I’ve been oh, so lonely. Loving someone is a better way to be.”
‘The morning came so swiftly, but I held her in my arms,
And she slept like a baby, snug and safe from harm.
I did not want to share her with the world or break the mood,
So before she woke, I went out and bought us both some food.
I came back with my paper bag to find that she was gone.
She’d left a six-word letter saying “It’s time that I moved on.”’
The waitress, she took her bar rag and she wiped it across her eyes,
And as she spoke, her voice came out as something like a sigh.
She said ‘I wish that I was beautiful, or that you were halfway blind,
And I wish I weren’t so goddamn fat. I wish that you were mine.
And I wish that you’d come with me when I leave for home,
‘Cause we both know all ‘bout emptiness and living all alone.’
And the little man looked at the empty glass in his hand,
And he smiled a crooked grin.
He said ‘I guess I’m out of gin,
And I know we both have been so lonely,
And if you want me to come with you, then that’s all right with me,
‘Cause I know I’m going nowhere, and anywhere’s a better place to be.’
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