Joe's Place Lyrics - Man With A Memory - Joe Nichols

There's a place called Joe's 

Where some of us go 

When the hard working day is through 

Through the neon and smoke 

We laugh and tell jokes 

And throw down a cold one or two 

There's a jukebox that's full of records 

By Willie, Haggard and Jones 

There's a picture of Elvis and ol' John Wayne 

Hanging side by side on the wall 

Down at Joe's place 

It's still the old way 

Pickled eggs in a jar 

And a blue ribbon sign 

Ol' boys and bankers 

Sitting side by side 

Down at Joe's place 

Down at Joe's place 

Along about midnight 

A few hangers on 

Are still hanging out at the bar 

If the telephone rings 

It's an understood thing 

Joe don't know where they are 

At a table in the corner 

There's a young man and an empty chair 

His head in his hands. tears in his eyes 

And a girlfriend's ring lying there 

Down at Joe's place 

It's still the old way 

Pickled eggs in a jar 

And a blue ribbon sign 

Ol' boys and bankers 

Sitting side by side 

Down at Joe's place 

Down at Joe's place