Once in a while you still come around
You look me over and you look me down
It's just you and that
That lazy barback and your favorite little clown
You're a long walk from Avenue A
You're a train ride out of your way
You slip in like smoke, out of your coat
With a joke that doesn't play
Now that's all she wrote, now I'm on my way
In the dive bar in my heart

Stranger see her on this side of town
It's not your people or your kind of crowd
Just nobodies here, who's drinking flat beer
Away from the battleground
There's no sleigh bells in winter time
There's no top shelf or decent wine
There's another slow jam, same awful band
It's the last stop, the end of the line
You're on the list or I'm easy to find
In a dive bar in my heart

In the dive bar in my heart
In the dive bar in my heart

Every dog has it's day then don't I too get a bone
Well, I'd follow you down to Hell in a boat
If that's where you're going
Now we don't hang together baby, then we'll just hang on our own

Now the snow coming down on the steps
And the locals have already left
Now I'll be here late, I'll close up and wait
With your perfume still on my neck
Now the whole worlds awake and I've over slept
In the dive bar in my heart

In the dive bar in my heart
In the dive bar in my heart
In the dive bar in my heart
In the dive bar in my heart

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Jakob Dylan