Biography:
Bobby Bare (born Robert Joseph Bare on April 7, 1935 in Ironton, Ohio) is an American country music singer and songwriter.
In the fifties after many failed attempts to sell his songs, he finally was signed up with Capitol Records and recorded a few rock and roll songs without much chart success. Just before he was drafted into the Army, he wrote a song called 'The All American Boy' and did a demo for his friend, Bill Parsons, to learn and record it.
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Other songs:
- Tequila Sheila
- 500 Miles Away From Home
- A Little Bit Later On Down The Line
- Alimony
- All American Boy
- All The Good Times Are Past And Gone
- Amarillo Highway
- Baby Dont Believe Him
- Big Dupree
- Book Of Love
- Brian Hennessey
- Calgary Snow
- Candy Coated Kisses
- Charleston Railroad
- Chester
- Christmas Time At Grandmas House
- Coal River
- Come Kiss Me Love
- Come On Home And Sing The Blues To Daddy
- Come Sundown
- Cowboy And The Poet Faster Horses
- Cowboys And Daddys
- Daddy What If
- Dear Wastebasket
- Detroit City
- Dont It Make You Wanna Go Home
- Dont Think Twice Its Alright
- Down In Mexico
- Down To My Last Come And Get Me
- Drinking From The Bottle
- Drop Kick Me Jesus
- Dropping Out Of Sight
- Find Out Whats Happening
- Five Hundred Miles
- Game Of Triangles
- Gods Were Angry With Me
- Greasy Grit Gravy
- Hard Time Hungrys
- Have I Stayed Away Too Long
- Heaven Help My Soul
- Hes A Cowboy
- High Plains Jamboree
- Hillbilly Hell
- Homecoming
- How About You
- I Dont Believe Ill Fall In Love Today
- I Hate Goodbyes
- I Love An Old Fashioned Christmas
- I Never Went To Bed With An Ugly Woman
- I Took A Memory For Lunch
- I Took A Memory To Lunch
- I Wonder Where You Are Tonight
- Id Fight The World
- If You Aint Got Nothing
- Im A Long Way From Home
- Im Gettin Lonely
- Im Not A Candle In The Wind
- In The Hills Of Shiloh
- It All Depends On Linda
- Last Dance At The Old Texas Moon
- Lemon Tree
- Little Bit Later On Down The Line
- Long Way To Tennessee
- Lost In Millers Cave
- Margies At The Lincoln Park Inn
- Marie Laveau
- Mrs Jones Your Daughter Cried All Night
- Numbers
- Ode To The Little Brown Shack Out Back
- Passin Through
- Please Dont Tell Me How The Story Ends
- Please Dont Tell Me Till The Story Ends
- Pretty Painted Ladies
- Rosalies Good Eats Cafe
- Rough On The Living
- Shame On Me
- She My Ever Lovin Machine
- Song Of The South
- Speckled Pony
- Thats How I Got To Memphis
- The Jogger
- The Mermaid
- The Mermaid Song
- The Stranger
- The Winner
- Things Change
- To Whom It May Concern
- Try To Remember
- Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother
- What Am I Gonna Do Girl
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ROSALIE'S GOOD EATS CAFE
Written by Shel Silverstein and Bobby Bare
from "Bobby Bare Sings Lullabys, Legends and Lies"
submitted by mirthmgr
Intro: G
G G7
It's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
C G
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
C G
The onions are fryin', the neon is bright
A7 D7
and the jukebox is startin' to play.
G G7
and the sign on the wall says, "In God we trust,
C G
all others have to pay."
C G Em
And it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
D7 G
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
The short order cook with the Mama tattoo,
he's turning them hamburgers slow.
Eggs over easy, whole wheat down,
"Do y'all want that coffee to go?"
He never once dreamed, as a rodeo star,
that he'd wind up here today,
at two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
There's a tall, skinny girl in the booth in the back,
wearin' jeans and a second-hand fur.
She's been to the doctor, then called up a man,
and now wonders just where she can turn.
She stares at her coffee and looks towards the ceiling,
but, Lord, it's a strange place to pray,
at two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
There's a guy in a tux and he stands in the corner,
feedin' the jukebox his dimes.
He just had a woman and thought that he bought her,
but found he's just rented some time.
And he couldn't sleep, so he came back to see
if anyone else wants to play
at two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
Key change:
G A
A A7
There's an old dollar bill in a frame on the wall,
D A
the first one that Rose ever made.
D A
It was once worth a dollar, a long time ago,
B7 E7
but, like Rose, it's beginning to fade.
A A7
She's back of the register, dreamin' of someone,
D A
and how things'd be if he'd stayed,
D A F#m
but it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
E7 A
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
The stoop-shouldered man and his frizzy-haired woman,
it's strange how their eyes never meet.
He's playing the pinball; she's fixing the blanket
of the baby asleep on the seat.
And he's out of work, she's putting on weight,
and hell, they never did have too much to say.
It's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
Key change:
A C
C C7
The waitress, Darlene, she sits at the counter
F C
paintin' her fingernails blue,
F C
and the short order cook, he yells, "Move it or lose it,
D G7
and pick up an order of stew!"
C C7
But some day a rich, handsome man will walk in
F C
and carry her far, far away
F C Am
from two in the mornin' on Saturday night
G7 C
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
The shaggy-haired hippie, he's finished his meal
and he's countin' the change in his jeans.
A burger and coffee are eighty-five cents,
but, man, he's only got twenty-three.
He smiles at Rose and she winks back at him,
but, Lord, that's a high price to pay
at two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
The baby-faced sailor, he leans on the phone
and dials the number again,
while the guy in the tux tells the girl in the jeans
'bout the wonderful places he's been.
Then the wino comes in off the street and starts shoutin'
'bout fortunes that he threw away.
F
And Rosalie's askin' the shaggy-haired hippie
C
if he's got a warm place to stay.
F
And the short order cook takes a five from the till
C
while Rosalie's lookin' away.
F
And the onions keep fryin', the neon is bright,
C
and the jukebox continues to play.
F C Am
And it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
G7 C
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
Written by Shel Silverstein and Bobby Bare
from "Bobby Bare Sings Lullabys, Legends and Lies"
submitted by mirthmgr
Intro: G
G G7
It's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
C G
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
C G
The onions are fryin', the neon is bright
A7 D7
and the jukebox is startin' to play.
G G7
and the sign on the wall says, "In God we trust,
C G
all others have to pay."
C G Em
And it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
D7 G
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
The short order cook with the Mama tattoo,
he's turning them hamburgers slow.
Eggs over easy, whole wheat down,
"Do y'all want that coffee to go?"
He never once dreamed, as a rodeo star,
that he'd wind up here today,
at two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
There's a tall, skinny girl in the booth in the back,
wearin' jeans and a second-hand fur.
She's been to the doctor, then called up a man,
and now wonders just where she can turn.
She stares at her coffee and looks towards the ceiling,
but, Lord, it's a strange place to pray,
at two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
There's a guy in a tux and he stands in the corner,
feedin' the jukebox his dimes.
He just had a woman and thought that he bought her,
but found he's just rented some time.
And he couldn't sleep, so he came back to see
if anyone else wants to play
at two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
Key change:
G A
A A7
There's an old dollar bill in a frame on the wall,
D A
the first one that Rose ever made.
D A
It was once worth a dollar, a long time ago,
B7 E7
but, like Rose, it's beginning to fade.
A A7
She's back of the register, dreamin' of someone,
D A
and how things'd be if he'd stayed,
D A F#m
but it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
E7 A
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
The stoop-shouldered man and his frizzy-haired woman,
it's strange how their eyes never meet.
He's playing the pinball; she's fixing the blanket
of the baby asleep on the seat.
And he's out of work, she's putting on weight,
and hell, they never did have too much to say.
It's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
Key change:
A C
C C7
The waitress, Darlene, she sits at the counter
F C
paintin' her fingernails blue,
F C
and the short order cook, he yells, "Move it or lose it,
D G7
and pick up an order of stew!"
C C7
But some day a rich, handsome man will walk in
F C
and carry her far, far away
F C Am
from two in the mornin' on Saturday night
G7 C
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
The shaggy-haired hippie, he's finished his meal
and he's countin' the change in his jeans.
A burger and coffee are eighty-five cents,
but, man, he's only got twenty-three.
He smiles at Rose and she winks back at him,
but, Lord, that's a high price to pay
at two in the mornin' on Saturday night
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
The baby-faced sailor, he leans on the phone
and dials the number again,
while the guy in the tux tells the girl in the jeans
'bout the wonderful places he's been.
Then the wino comes in off the street and starts shoutin'
'bout fortunes that he threw away.
F
And Rosalie's askin' the shaggy-haired hippie
C
if he's got a warm place to stay.
F
And the short order cook takes a five from the till
C
while Rosalie's lookin' away.
F
And the onions keep fryin', the neon is bright,
C
and the jukebox continues to play.
F C Am
And it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
G7 C
at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe.
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