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We got old time bars still standing on downtown city streets

Old ladies serving drinks inside with no color in their cheeks

Listening to a Haggard song you can put your old blue collar on

 Old Milwaukee on Christmas Eve it's hard to believe

Street girls hop from foot to foot, trying to keep warm

Trying to pay down a few bills before the next big storm

On a corner, trembling in the wind amazed at the mess they're in

Wipin' their noses on their sleeve it's hard to believe

I swore I'd leave the day they knocked that old smokestack down

There's a guy I need to talk to before I quit this town

Drivin' past the prison yard still got my old Teamsters card

Still hopin' on my reprieve it's hard to believe

Bridge

 When I looked into her smiling eyes I saw a dream so fine

 Like the Spirit of Chicago on a lonesome old railroad line

 I would have gone with her that day I just watched her as she drove away

 I guess one of us had to leave it's hard to believe

Solo

Here comes another blown up kid from over there

Making the whole world safe for the millionaires

Same old swindle hides behind a fresh new coat of lies

This is no time to be naive it's hard to believe

We got old time bars still standing on downtown city streets

Old ladies serving drinks inside with no color in their cheeks

Listening to a Haggard song you can put your old blue collar on

 It's another New Years Eve it's hard to believe

 It's hard to believe