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(hummmmm) I've wiped down this pine for ten long years
Watched 'em wash down their regrets and fears
They pour out their souls with every round
While my own quiet truth remains unfound
They ask me what's my story,
where I've been
I just smile and pour another gin
Oh, I'm the keeper of the broken-hearted Guiding everyone to where they
started
But nobody asks about the silent host
Drinking with his own familiar ghost (yeah)
She sat on stool four and cried till dawn
Talking 'bout a love that's dead and gone
I gave her a napkin,
I lent her my ear
But kept my own sorrow
far from here
Oh, I'm the keeper of the broken-hearted
Guiding everyone to where they started
But nobody asks about the silent host
Drinking with his own familiar ghost
Just a glass and a rag when the neon fades
(mmm) Just another night of trading shades (ahhhh)