1 Am F G Keep their spirits up Frank, all for some so some for all, Am F G The only spirits here man are hangin? off the wall, Am F G Yeah, you know as well as I do, that we don?t serve up cheer, Am F G When they come for anaesthetics and it?s been this way for years, 2 F They empty out their glasses,# Fill ?em up with tears, G One for the road, one for the road, That leads them right back here, 3 Am G To rain on their troubles, Am G Wash ?em down deep, F C And play in the puddle, Em Am Till they?re fast asleep. 1 Now Joe he lost his woman to some big-shot business man. He said I trusted love not money and now look where I am. You?ve had enough Joe, you gotta go now. You?ve too much Joe, I send you home now. 2 And he says please Frank, please Frank. But I am just the tender, I don?t give counsel I don?t get close, I?m on no rescue mission man, I?m in no rescue boat, 3 I?m here to make money, Wages plus tips, For pouring water Into sinking ships.