Tip Jar

Me and the boys

We played every frat house and dive

We rocked the Razorbacks

The Vols and the Crimson Tide

We were down and destined when she walked up to the stage

Dropped a note in the tip jar

Blew a kiss and walked away

I counted two hundred dollars

One request for the Grateful Dead

A couple bottle caps, a business card

And a perfume note that said:

"I love hurricanes and long-necks

And guitars cranked up on ten

Waking up with the sunset

And hanging here at the Hog's Breath

Lighters raised up in the smoke rings

The sunburn on some new ink

I'm hearing Drift Away while you sing

And kissing beneath the stars"

Oh man, you find all kind of things in a tip jar

I held her that summer

Living on borrowed time

Cause once September comes

Everybody says goodbye

Now it's the last show and here she comes to the stage

Dropped a snapshot in the tip jar

Blew a kiss and walked away

I counted five hundred dollars

One request for the Grateful Dead

And a picture of her with those long tan legs

And on the back it said:

"I love hurricanes and long-necks

And guitars cranked up on ten

Waking up with you at sunset

And hanging here at the Hog's Breath

Lighters raised up in the smoke rings

Tthe sunburn on some new ink

I'm hearing Drift Away while you sing

Baby, take care of my heart"

Man, you find all kind of things in a tip jar

I see lighters raised in the smoke rings

And sunburn on some new ink

I'm playing Drift Away but I can't sing

As she slips off into the dark

Man, you find all kind of things in a tip jar

Yeah, you find all kind of things in a tip jar