We got winners, we got losers
Chain smokers and boozers
An' we got yuppies, we got bikers
We got , thirsty hitchhikers
And the girls next door dress up like movie stars
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar

We got cowboys, we got truckers
Broken hearted fools and suckers
An' we got hustlers, we got fighters
Early birds and all nighters
And the veterans talk about their battle scars
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar

I love this bar
It's my kind of place
Just walkin' through the front door
Puts a big smile on my face
It ain't too far, come as you are
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar

I've seen short skirts, we've got high-techs
Blue collared boys and rednecks
An' we got lovers, lots of lookers
An' I've even seen dancin' girls and hookers
And we like to drink our beer from a mason jar
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar, yes I do

I like my truck (I like my truck)
An' I like my girlfriend (I like my girlfriend)
I like to take her out to dinner
I like a movie now and then

But I love this bar
It's my kind of place
Just trolling around the dance floor
Puts a big smile on my face
No cover charge, come as you are
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I just love this ol' bar

And we've got divorcees, and a big bouncer man
An old jukebox and a real bad band
We got waitresses, and we got barflies
A dumbass and a wise guy
If you get too drunk, just sleep out in your car
These are numbers six, seven and two why
Mm, mm, mm I just love this bar

Play it on out boys
Beer thirty's over, gotta take it on home

Mm, mm, mm I love this bar
I just love it

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Writer(s): Scott Emerick, Toby Keith