Thomas Baker Band The Baker's Dozen Bar
Well it feels like Sammy DavisIs dancing on my brain
Tapping to that whiskey beat
While Sinatra gets a kick, from my cocaine
And it was the birth of cool
But I was still feelin kind of blue
Chillin with miles, while Maryland danced
to those funky grooves
And out of all the gin joints
In all the world
Mines a little tough to find
But ole' John Wayne
He just walked through my front door
And Brandy brings him
his whiskey and wine
That dusty road, it is well traveled
And the distance it is far
But I promise you this my friend,
You won't forget, The Baker's Dozen Bar
Well I've got a part time lover
She's across the town
While Elton sings the blues
And my tv flickers on and off
With no sound, while Huey Lewis
Does the late night news
And out of all the gin joints
In all the world
Mines a little tough to find
But ole' Bob Dylan
Just sat down across my bar
And he's telling me about
These changing times
The dusty road, it is well traveled
And the distance, it is far, far, far, far
I promise you this my friend
You won't forget, The Baker's Dozen Bar
A hush fell through the bar room
A man stood in the back
A low voice began to sing
Well it was Mr Johnny Cash
And he was dressed in all black
Surrounded by, that fiery ring
And out of all the gin joints
In all the world
Mines a little tough to find
But ole' Tupac is sippin on
Some peppermint snops
Although he arrived before his time
The dusty road is well traveled
And the distance it is far, far, far, far
I promise you this my friend
You won't forget, The Baker's Dozen Bar
