The Bartender (it's All On The Jukebox)

I'd sure like to help you, but I've heard it all before

I'm sorry I can't tell you why she'd walk out that door

All these years behind this bar, I've saved not one yet

I haven't healed a broken heart, or helped one soul to forget

But it's all on the jukebox in the corner

If love's gone wrong

George Strait or Jones have sung it in a song

If misery love's company, you'll never be alone

It's all on the jukebox, here's a quarter

No sir, she's a stranger, haven't seen her here before

But you might just arrange a two-step around the floor

There's an empty stool beside her, let's send a drink her way

The rest is up to you and her, and what that quarter plays