Percy McCoy - We Ended Up Closin' The Bar

 Percy McCoy continues his semi-autobiographical song series withe his latest, We Ended Up Closin' The Bar. Percy has been on a real roller coaster of emotion lately. His 4th divorce left him to ponder why things don't work out for him, and he's gotten enough wisdom to know that the common denominator in all of it is himself.  After struggling with being alone, he's met a new woman, who might be short in stature, but long in attraction. He first met this lady a few months ago, and wrote a song about that as well - Somethin' To Do With My Time.  A strange way for people to meet, to say the least. But we'll leave it to the curious to follow the link. 

Percy's music is slowly getting more refined, and the crudeness is a little less often. So he's growing as a musician. He still does music as a sideline. He's a machinist by trade and makes decent money at it, so unless something tremendous like a monster hit happens, he'll most likely keep it a sideline. But that doesn't mean there isn't quality in his music. Sometimes you have to look for it, is all.

When I got there the bartender gave me a hello, 

Gave me a beer, knew what was up 

He said he liked playin’ cupid by givin' her my number, 

He said she talked 'bout me, kept callin’ me hon. 

 

The call I been waitin’ for had came! 

It felt good to hear her voice again. 

We made a date after the workweek 

For tonight, this weekend.

 

 I’m tired of all the same bar talk, 

Tired of all the same bar fits 

Two dudes goin’ outside to fight 

Solvin’ nothin’ the same ol’ shit 

 

She was right on time, walked through the door 

The bar is where she wanted to meet 

Lookin’ real different than the time before 

When she was waitin' to get pitched down the floor 

 

 None of the same bar talk 

No dudes that are deranged 

Nobody goin’ outside to fight 

Mood of the bar seems to have changed 

 

 Now she’s got a slow, sexy walk, 

Her hair done up, pretty face, 

No more of the rough, nasty talk 

She wore a top of pink lace 

 

She had trouble scootin’ up to the bar, 

So I suggested we get a table, 

Be easier for her to sit down 

To talk we’d be more able 

 

She looked at me, gave a grin 

Held the chair so that she could get in. 

Ordered a beer, she said wine cooler please, 

Our talkin’ started with ease. 

 

I looked at her in a different way 

Then with the midget bowlin’ 

She smiled at me the whole time 

On all her words I was a hangin’.

 

 I looked a long time in her eyes 

She said she liked me from the start 

She was smart, forgiving and wise 

And it started moving my heart 

 

We ended up closin’ the bar, 

Took a long drive under the stars, 

We laughed and we roamed, 

Then I said I’d take her home. 

 

 She asked if I’d like to come in 

I surprised my self what I said, 

Asked for a rain check maybe next time 

I’d take a goodnight kiss instead 

 

 She kissed me with her sweet lips 

I had to bend down real low 

She gave me another, hugged my neck 

It was sure worth it, I know! 

 

As I was drivin’ on home, 

I finally seemed to get it

She’s a little person from now on, 

Won’t be callin’ her no midget!