There aint a whole lot of places
For people round here to go
But when the work weeks done
Were bound to have some fun
Down at the watering hole
Population seven hundred
Is all this little town can hold
But Friday night I swear
Theyre all right here
Hanging at the watering hole
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It aint a watering hole for horses
Or a place where people go to swim
Though theres a sign that says no fishin
No telling what you might reel in
Yea a jukebox and a dance floor
The wings are hot and the beer is cold
The night is always young when youre having fun
Down at the watering hole
Hey that old bartender I bet hes seen it all
Hes seen grown men cry
And girls gone wild
And a few good bar room brawls
Saturday morning at the diner
Therell be a few good stories told
Like whos the fool
Who fell off his stool
Down at the watering hole