Fall City in the winter,
At the Raging River Bar.
Shannon she enjoys the company, when the locals start to get a bit too rowdy. She's a mother to anyone whose dancing with a drink, you got something on your mind, tell mama but the bar closes at three.
We got a breakdown on the highway, and we're holding up a string a trucks, but my old man he'll take care of us,
He's got a baseball hat to hold up the hood.
He knows a friend of a friend who'll give us a jump if we get stuck.
We never been too good with our money,
Or should I say the money ain't never been good to us.
We'll put a tip jar up at the market, get us half a good tank of gas.
We may not have much but we have something to talk about.
And when the music's playing, this little light of mine it won't ever burn out.
You've got troubles on your mind, sing a tune, and let those troubles out.
At the Raging River Bar.
Shannon she enjoys the company, when the locals start to get a bit too rowdy. She's a mother to anyone whose dancing with a drink, you got something on your mind, tell mama but the bar closes at three.
We got a breakdown on the highway, and we're holding up a string a trucks, but my old man he'll take care of us,
He's got a baseball hat to hold up the hood.
He knows a friend of a friend who'll give us a jump if we get stuck.
We never been too good with our money,
Or should I say the money ain't never been good to us.
We'll put a tip jar up at the market, get us half a good tank of gas.
We may not have much but we have something to talk about.
And when the music's playing, this little light of mine it won't ever burn out.
You've got troubles on your mind, sing a tune, and let those troubles out.