MIDNIGHT AT THE BAR

(Tune: "Midnight at the Well" by Bill Sutton)

I see the filkers sitting here, so loud and full of life.
I watch the harmless fun, the friendly strife.
But all too soon we'll have to rise and walk away,
And leave it all until another day.

CHORUS
For all the atmosphere,
All the cider and the beer,
All the vodka, wine and whiskey in the jar,
All the fun we've had tonight,
Just when we were feeling right
Will vanish when it's midnight at the bar.

There are a hundred drunken filkers, soon there will be none.
Those drunken filkers have a right to their fun.
Laughter, joy and wisdom, vanish in a wink
When you deprive fans of their drink.

CHORUS
For all the atmosphere,
All the cider and the beer,
All the vodka, wine and whiskey in the jar,
All the fun we've had tonight,
Just when we were feeling right
Will vanish when it's midnight at the bar.

But I am not the one to blame for this heinous crime.
Mine not the voice that calls the end of time.
We must obey the laws on liquor, it is true,
But the one who calls "Last orders" will be you.

CHORUS
For all the atmosphere,
All the cider and the beer,
All the vodka, wine and whiskey in the jar,
All the fun we've had tonight,
Just when we were feeling right
Will vanish when it's midnight at the bar.
Must vanish, for it's midnight at the bar.
Ring the bell now--
It's midnight, at the bar.