Текст песни
Every
afternoon
at
five
o'clock
I
forget
all
about
you
There
ain't
nothing
'bout
this
honky
tonk
To
remind
me
we're
through
And
I
can
put
off
going
back
To
that
old
empty
house
you
swore
you'd
never
leave
From
the
loneliness
you
handed
me
I
can
get
a
brief
reprieve
From
here
until
closing
time
It
won't
matter
you're
gone
I
can
fill
up
my
emptiness
Maybe
make
it
on
my
own
From
now
till
they
lock
the
doors
Put
the
chairs
up
and
sweep
the
floors
You
won't
even
cross
my
mind
From
here
until
closing
time
Well
the
good
old
days
are
good
and
gone
Since
you
left
without
me
If
I
could
figure
out
where
we
went
wrong
Maybe
I'd
be
free
These
ties
that
bind
my
foolish
heart
Just
won't
let
me
start
my
life
again
Then
I
wouldn't
need
this
lonesome
bar
Where
I
come
to
pretend
From
here
until
closing
time
It
won't
matter
you're
gone
Your
memory
won't
break
my
heart
I
can
make
it
on
my
own
From
now
till
they
lock
the
doors
Put
the
chairs
up
and
sweep
the
floors
You
won't
even
cross
my
mind
From
here
until
closing
time
Every
afternoon
at
five
o'clock
I
forget
all
about
you
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