DOWN AT JULIO'S

empty chairs and barroom stares

lookin the other way

no one cares- is there anybody out there?

can you hear me play?

the dining room is full of V.I.P's

but who the hell are you?

it feels like the barroom staff

is flying flags at half-mast

wavin me on thru

it seems like just a little while from now

i'll be walkin (runnin, passin) thru another lonely town

but somewhere back inside my mind i know

i found a friend down at julio's

down at julio's

now the bar is full of friends and foes

but no one knows which way it goes

another nite another chance to prove

that i got nothin left to lose

dont know what brings me here tonite

dont know where i'll be next year

but im sure i'll be alright

if my destiny is clear

but all i see now are...

words & music by jon fritz

© 1996 fritzsongs (ASCAP)

published by nicollesongs (ASCAP)