Bert Jansch Follow

I strolled in a bar downtown to lose my blues
Rest my weary feet, dust my shoes
Asked the bartender there, "Please,
Give me one large glass of ruby wine."
Seemed like a movie scene out of the West
Walls made of paper card false like the rest
Still the wine seemed real cheap
At one dollar a glass in nobody's bar
Now here come the sherief's man, gun in his hand
Seeing him stand there, 'lone, drinking
At one dollar a glass in nobody's bar

Endless faces now, swimming around
Eyes without vision, ears without sound
To and fro they stand before me
A vision of heaven without Jesus there
Easy young woman got nothing to give
Only her body to bargain with
"Hey sweet boy, won't you buy me
Just one large glass of ruby wine"
[undeciphered] I'm going home
Tired of rolling on like a stone
Hey I lost my mind drinking
At one dollar a glass in nobody's bar