--words and music by Michael Stanley
from "Michael Stanley", 1973, Tumbleweed Records
Here's to the lady from South Carolina How do you do Here's to the kid in the blue uniform Oh my what's a mother to do And me I'm sittin' and thinking Seems like a lifetime I've been in here drinking Old friend to anyone Willing to buy me a few... There was a lady I loved in my Younger days What's that you say Was she pretty as you How 'bout us oh sure I see You're the sailor's girl Just a kid is that the best you can do Well hell never wanted to be with you Anyway I've got important things I've got to do Today Don't come back crying babe One more I'm on my way... And it's Louisville A.D. After dawn, after dark, after drinking 'Til three Nothing beats singing along to the sound Of a steel guitar Won't someone please feed the jukebox A quarter I must have left all my change in the car What do you mean leave You can't be closing yet Where'd everybody go I must have dozed A bit How about one on the house Times are so hard... And it's Louisville A.D. After dawn, after dark, after drinking 'Til three And it's Louisville A.D. After dawn, after dark, after drinking 'Til three