Clancy's Tavern - Toby Keith

Any minute the five o’clock crowd will be coming

Taps will be flowing with beer

The cigarette smoke soon to be rising

And at 5:30 Clancy gets here

She knows all their faces

She’s practically raised them

And that’s why they’re loyal and true

They’ll pay their tabs

And that pays the light bill

And she keeps a glass full of brew

And the welders and the drivers

And the old nine to fivers

And the regular Joe’s of the world

Are singing, here’s to you, Clancy

And your neighborhood tavern

Pour me another, my girl

There’s a waitress named Lilly

Shows up at 7

To make sure the service is great

And there’s a black dude named Elmo

That cooks in the kitchen

Burgers and chicken fried stake

Here round 9 o’clock the band will start playing

And the music will fill up the air

And they’ll take a break every 45 minutes

And the jukebox takes over from there

And the welders and the drivers

And the old nine to fivers

And the regular Joe’s of the world

Are singing, here’s to you, Clancy

And your neighborhood tavern

Pour me another, my girl

It’s 1:35 last call’s upon us

It’s time to settle a score

Won’t you call me a cab and bring me a tab

And while you’re at it bring me one more

She’s cleaned the last table

And shined up the bar

It’s late and everyone’s gone

Then she’ll cock her pistol

And count all her money

And drive that old Chrysler back home

And the welders and the drivers

And the old nine to fivers

And the regular Joe’s of the world

Singing, here’s to you, Clancy

And your neighborhood tavern

Pour me another, my girl

Have a good night sleep, Clancy

In your neighborhood tavern

We’ll see you tomorrow, my girl