Busy little town on theriverbank
Lotsa people out onFriday night
Willie and the boys arewailing
Songs from years goneby
With lots of brasstracks
And the svelte sisters
Who struggle to makeends meet
Know this town won’tlet them down
Are beaming ear to ear
As each new set ofpatrons appear
Bottles and brewsflowing
Sliders, slices, andsweets
And the specialties ofthe house
The citizens and guests
Puffing out theirchests
And for some, cigars
And bragging rights.
Good company at ourtable
Good seats for the show
And that full moon
Make this night thebest.
