Head on down to the Porter House
A pint o’ plain for your worries and doubts
You never know what you might find
On Monday nights there’s music at nine

Pat the barman is there tonight
He’s the one with the gentle eyes
Slingin’ ciders in a green tweed vest
If you see him will you send my best

If it’s not too busy behind the bar
And there happens to be a vacant guitar
Pat’s golden voice will fill up the room
With a Christy Moore or a Johnny Cash tune

Head on down to the Porter House
A pint o’ plain for your worries and doubts
You never know what you might find
On Monday nights there’s music at nine

Don’t be afraid if you know the song
To close your eyes and sing along
Try to recall who taught it to you
A grey memory that’s suddenly new

You won’t be alone in your reverie
In a country that sings to remember its grief
From the cliffs of Doneen to the streets of Nashville
A song is a song and it does what it will

Head on down to the Porter House
A pint o’ plain for your worries and doubts
You never know what you might find
On Monday nights there’s music at nine

Another fight ending in tears
Hard to know where we go from here
Are we both procrastinating
Is there something here worth saving?

You star in half my songs
From the lonely ballads to the happy ones
I don't know how the next one goes
But one thing is for sure

I don't wanna write another break up song
Baby I want to hold on to you
I know a good thing when I see it
So we might as well see this through
How about a love song every day of the week?
I'll write anything you want
I don't want to write another break up song

I want you to be my last first kiss
Home to me is where your heart is
I don't want to need to make up
I sure as hell don't wanna say we gave up
Oooh ooh ooh

I don't wanna write another break up song
Baby I want to hold on to you
I know a good thing when I see it
So we might as well see this through
How about a love song every day of the week?
I'll write anything you want
I don't want to write another break up song

The tracks of my tears don't lead nowhere
They leave me tangled up in blue
It's too late baby, honey it's too late
My heart belongs to you
Ooohhhhh

I don't wanna write another break up song
Baby I want to hold on to you
I know a good thing when I see it
So we might as well see this through
How about a love song every day of the week?
I'll write anything you want
I don't want to write another
I don't want to write another
I don't want to write another break up song

Hey little dog I've got a question for you
Who's a good girl? That's right, it's you
'Cause you tell me when there's someone at the door
And you're right behind me cleaning all my crumbs up off the floor

You've got me wrapped around your little dewclaw
You make a California king seem small
If it's been a rough day when I come home
You make me feel like I won the Idaho Powerball

Little dog you make this house a home
You're right by my side wherever I roam
You're the best friend there ever could be
Little dog you're a big deal to me
Little dog you're a big deal to me

I'm not perfect, but neither are you
Like the time you puked in my favorite shoes
For every time I throw your favorite stick
Instead of comin' back you roll in cat shit

I promise to share all my snacks with you
Peanut butter, popcorn, potato chips too
On one condition you must oblige
That you keep my feet warm on the coldest nights

Little dog you make this house a home
You're right by my side wherever I roam
You're the best friend there ever could be
Little dog you're a big deal to me
Little dog you're a big deal to me

When your time comes to cross the rainbow bridge
I hope canine Jesus scratches every itch
I'll always hold a piece of you in my heart
Plus there's the dog hair on my sweaters in my bed and my car

Little dog you make this house a home
You're right by my side wherever I roam
You're the best friend there ever could be
Little dog you're a big deal to me
Little dog you're a big deal to me
Little dog you're a big deal to me
Little dog you're a big deal to me

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you

Come on in friend, and have a seat
It’s Wednesday night, we got half off wings
And the big game on all the TVs
This ain’t my real job, just pays the bills
I’m a singer songwriter chasin a record deal
Can I get you some ranch or bleu cheese?

Before you ask me for a drink
There’s something you should know
Don’t get your hopes up
If you want a mojito

I’m a good bartender if all you need
Is a pint of draft or a whiskey neat
And I can crack a tall boy lightning quick
But if you want an apple-tini
Or a round of jager bombs
It’ll serve you to remember
That I’m a good bartender
But I’m better at writing songs

You say that you’re from outta town
Gettin’ away from a marriage gone south
Movin to Cabo with your new girlfriend
She’s a yoga instructor and she’s 28
That instagram filter makes her skin look great
Oh I’m sure your kids will understand

Before you go any farther 
And ask for my advice
Let me get some paper
And a pen so I can write

I’m a good bartender if all you need
Is a pint of draft or a whiskey neat
And I can crack a tall boy lightning quick
But if you tell me all your problems
And your issues with your mom
It’ll serve you to remember
That I’m a good bartender
But I’m better at writing songs

I can call you a cab if you get too drunk to drive
I know a couple dirty jokes you might like
I can even tell you where to buy some good weed in this town
But if you start a fight I reserve the right 
To have your sorry ass thrown out

I’m a good bartender if all you need
Is a pint of draft or a whiskey neat
And I can crack a tall boy lightning quick 
If you hear me on the radio
I told you all along
That I’m a good bartender
That I’m an alright bartender
But I’m better at writing songs

I was up before the sun that morning
Tip toeing on eggshells and packing up my car
The key was on the counter when I locked the door behind me
So I wouldn't have the chance to change my mind

And I was halfway to Houston
By the time that he woke up
Did he wonder was I coming back
Or was he glad to see me gone
I was trying not to turn that car around
I was halfway to Houston
When I broke down

I guess you could say that nothing happened
That's not the same as saying nothing was wrong
How could we not notice a tender touch turned cold
It takes time to build a callous thick enough

I was halfway to Houston
By the time that he woke up
Did he wonder was I coming back
Or was he glad to see me gone
I was trying not to turn that car around
I was halfway to Houston
When I broke down

For the first time in a long time
I had the chance to ask myself just what I needed
The interstate gave me space to see it
Every mile hurt a little less

I was halfway to Houston
By the time that he woke up
Did he wonder was I coming back
Or was he glad to see me gone
I knew there was no turnin' around
I was halfway to Houston
Halfway to Houston
Halfway to Houston
When I broke down