Barney - Loretta Lynn

You can take Barney out of the bar room, but

You can’t take the bar out of Barney

Barney likes to smoke em filter-tipped cigarettes

And if he can’t get a blonde then he’ll take a brunette

And all the while he’s drinking from the pop top can

He’ll be telling lies to a cute redhead

With a smile on his lips and a drink in his hand

That’s how you can always recognize my man

Barney’s plenty ugly with his eyes all red

So bring him on a’home and I’ll put him to bed

You can take Barney out of the bar room, but

You can’t take the bar out of Barney

Barney wins a’playin' with the dice that he throws

But the one armed bandits get a lot of his dough

To win a game of cards, well, he might have to cheat

But he’ll give it to a buddy gettin' back on his feet

Oh, that’s my Barney sittin' there hardly able

I’d reckon he can drink us all under the table

I’ve seen him a lotta times high as a kite

They put him in jail for tryin' to fight

You can take Barney out of the bar room, but

You can’t take the bar out of Barney

Come on, Barney.

Let’s go home!

Barney, it’s gettin' late!

Will someone please help me get him outta here?